Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 292 Past Memories

“How does Callie sound?”

An elegant elderly lady held a book, her demeanor devoid of any impatience, looking just like a lady from a distinguished family.

Pointing to a line, she adjusted her reading glasses and began slowly, “The embodiment of beauty, a vision fair and bright. How about Calista? Calista, Callie, rolls off the tongue.”

as

An elderly man practicing calligraphy at the side nodded. With a swift movement of his hand, he wrote the word “Calista” on the parchment paper. “Perfect! It’s decided, then!”

He beckoned at the little girl at the side, who was only about one or two years old. “Come here, honey bun. From now on, this will be your name!”

The little girl was just as adorable as a honey bun, her cute, rounded face radiating pure innocence. She walked over clumsily.

Calista had an exceptional memory from a young age. She could vividly recall events from when she was only over a year old. She even remembered the color of the clothes her grandfather wore that day. She also remembered it was a beautiful and warm morning, with lovely sunlight filtering through the maple tree forest to stream into the house’s courtyard.

honey bun with the same affection as her name suggests in the future, cherishing

greatest wish when she chose the name

became. When the two elderly people who cherished her dearly passed away, it was as if

began to

to be treated as the most precious and beautiful possession… This isn’t my fate! Perhaps all I need to do is to

ཁྱད་འཚོ་ཚ

soon realized that the more she persisted and refused to accept her fate, the crueler the

she dared not give up because she knew that the moment she allowed herself to succumb to despair, it would be the end of her

ge

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carefully touched that single tear, yet felt as if it were molten lava. It didn’t

“What’s going on?”

of those present inexplicably swung their gazes to Shaun because

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it is now, she never shed a tear. So,

that the experiment should not continue. Seeing her in distress, their conscience

it felt as if all their strength had

there. The moment Calista started crying, his eyes also turned red–rimmed. However, he knew that her tears were not due to pain but because she was dreaming. The movement of her eyes indicated that she was still in her dream, experiencing a scene of despair, leading to

dream

I do wrong?”

I was exploited and milked by Quincy. I was merely betrothed through an arranged marriage, yet Mirabelle was consumed by jealousy and sabotaged me. I only wasn’t willing to sacrifice myself to prolong someone else’s life, yet I was hunted down. All I wanted… was to escape, yet I was caught, injected with a virus, and reduced to a mere test