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.

packet of pigment that struck

of the crowd, layers upon layers of paint accumulated on her body. Her face, adorned with the makeup of a clown, wore a fixed smile. This created the illusion that no matter how much she was hit, she was

continued to evade, further igniting the challenger’s desire to

variety of weapons here. Ink packets hurt the most, but they’re also the most expensive! Twenty–one in

was cheerfully pitching his wares to Kallum.

a sudden fit of madness, he pushed through the crowd and

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

thick, blood–like color trickled down from her forehead. Her painted face was smiling, and her eyes were as

how could he erase the layers of hardships etched on it? She was like

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“Why?”

at Calista, his eyes filled with confusion. He had rushed over at a glance earlier because he believed that Calista wouldn’t allow

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 only

against her chest, her face radiating pure bliss

To avoid causing trouble for my godmother, I didn’t seek your help. That’s why I became the clown in the old city district, forever in makeup, earning a living through

before you again. I have nothing, and I’m disfigured. Loving you has etched my inferiority deep into my bones. But I can’t give up. My feelings for you are the only thing I have

oblivious to what had just transpired. Unexpectedly, Kallum

don’t want to know anymore!”