Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 356 Do Not Play With Things Like That

So Calista played the role of a clown. Was it because she had been a clown in her past life? Was he trying to help her understand her past?

Kallum abruptly halted in his tracks, his heart throbbing incessantly. The suffocating feeling was a result of his speculations.

Even if Callie had worked in an amusement park in her previous life, she didn’t know magic or acrobatics. She wasn’t disabled, so she couldn’t rely on sympathy drawn from a disability or earn money by selling candy. She couldn’t even show her face. So even if she had dressed up as a clown, how was she supposed to make money!

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In the midst of a vast sandy expanse stood a solitary figure surrounded by a throng of people. Each of them held a variety of colorful paint packets in their hands, which they then hurled unmercifully at the lone individual in the sand.

This was a place for venting emotions, where the price of a packet of paint ranged from a few bucks to twenty. Yet, it was capable of leaving vivid, colorful marks on anyone in the sandbox.

pain differed with each packet of pigment that struck the body,

smile. This created the illusion that no matter how much she was hit,

was pummeled. She stumbled several times, yet she simply stood back up and continued to evade, further igniting the challenger’s desire to provoke. A myriad of colors exploded around her, and her clown–like smile was truly iconic, her eyes outshining even

but they’re also the most expensive! Twenty–one in

sporting clown makeup, was cheerfully pitching his wares to Kallum.

a sudden fit of madness, he

his mouth. Members of the Fairchild family appeared one after another, intervening to prevent the so–called “justice fighters” from inflicting harm. There was a wave of discontent, but Kallum simply

the clown squarely on the head. Her head tilted from the impact, and a thick, blood–like color trickled down from her forehead. Her painted face was smiling, and her

how could he erase the layers of hardships etched on it? She was like a clown, toyed with and struggling

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356 Do Not Play With Things Like That

“Why?”

voice trembled as he looked at Calista, his eyes filled with confusion. He had rushed over at a glance earlier because he believed that Calista wouldn’t allow herself to be hit by others. But why would she

life,” Calista said, cradling his hand. She steadied her breath. before continuing softly, “I was once a fugitive, running for my life. But in the end, a powerful longing drew me back to this city. I had nothing left then. Being alive under the same sky as you was the

his hand to the location of her heart. She pressed it firmly against her chest, her face radiating pure bliss and contentment. It was as if she had truly found

for my godmother, I didn’t seek your help. That’s why I became the clown in the old city district, forever

my inferiority deep into my bones. But I can’t give up. My feelings for you

surroundings were in an uproar, clearly oblivious to what had

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