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.

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

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 always smiling. This only fueled the dissatisfaction of the

she 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

joining the justice alliance to drive away the wicked clown? I’ve got a variety of weapons here. Ink packets hurt the most, but they’re also the most expensive! Twenty–one in total. I also

was cheerfully pitching

a sudden fit of madness, he pushed

you-” The boss‘ words were abruptly cut off as Quintus covered his mouth. Members of the Fairchild family appeared one after another, intervening to prevent the so–called “justice fighters” from

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

out to wipe her face, but how could he erase the layers of hardships etched on it? She

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“Why?”

had rushed over at a glance earlier because he believed

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.

guided 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

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

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

uproar, clearly oblivious to what had

want to know anymore!”