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.

with each packet of pigment that struck

the makeup of a clown, wore a fixed smile. This created the illusion that no matter how much she was hit, she was always smiling. This only fueled the dissatisfaction of the spectators, who

continued to evade, further igniting the challenger’s desire to provoke. A myriad of colors exploded around her, and her

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

makeup, was

jolted awake by his voice. In a sudden fit of madness, he pushed through the crowd and dashed toward the sandy ground.

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

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 eyes

how could he erase the layers of hardships etched

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“Why?”

rushed over at a glance earlier because he believed that Calista wouldn’t allow herself to be hit by others. But why would she demean herself

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 only faith I held onto in my despair. Kallum, can you feel it?

gently guided his hand to the location of her heart. She pressed it firmly against her chest, her face radiating

Wolfords and the Ingram family were after me. 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

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 left! I

to what

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