Her Rebirth of Retribution

Calista was caught between laughter and sadness. She had rarely shed tears in front of others when she was clear-headed, but at this moment, the pain was all too much to bear.

Her defenses had been stripped away, leaving her with raw, bleeding wounds. The pain was so intense, it was almost suffocating. The K Virus only exacerbated her condition, adding insult to injury. Every breath she took was filled with pure agony. I was wondering why Sterling didn't show up when it was the Wolfords who managed to capture me. It's because of the Fairchilds' intervention. They wanted to use me to help others, and this the man I'm deeply in love with...

Calista bit her hand to muffle her sobs. She was the only one in the house, yet it was if she feared someone would find her crying and discover her weakness.

Her mind had raced through countless scenarios, but the likeliest explanation for Kallum's innocence was that he had been duped. Even so, she had been suffering at the Fairchilds' ancestral property for three years, so how could he have not known? Calista surmised that it was because he hated her and was ignorant of her sufferings, just like the other self-consoling people who all assumed they were saving her by subjecting her to inhumane torture.

In their eyes, Calista was a patient. Without them, she might have died. She made a sacrifice, becoming a living test subject, and it was hard, but they did their best to save her life. What could be a better gift than survival?

Still, they had never once sought Calista's consent.

In fact, she would rather die than endure such torment.

The only reason Calista had endured for three long years instead of seeking death, was because she was tormented to such an extent that all she yearned for was revenge.

Exactly! Revenge! So what if he only provided the venue? Kallum doesn't deserve my kindness! He was indifferent to my sufferings when he hated me and only showed his concern when he liked me. I don't need his superficial affection! With that thought, Calista gradually wiped her tears and regained her composure, though her gaze was tinged with a hint of madness.

At the very least, I'm doing well now. After my reincarnation, those who had done me wrong in the past have mostly been defeated. I'm different now. This time, I'm going to win!This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

With that thought, her gaze fell upon her phone and a sudden laugh escaped her. I'm a winner, so shouldn't I boast about it?

She strained her memory for a phone number, then dialed it.

"Hello?" came the voice from the other end. Mirabelle found the sudden phone call rather odd, for she didn't recognize the number.

A soft chuckle escaped Calista as she spoke. "Mirabelle, life's been tough for you lately, hasn't it?"

"Calista?" Taken aback, Mirabelle shot to her feet. She was in her room, unsure of what to do next. The Fairchilds had been frantically searching for Calista, leaving Mirabelle to ponder if she should reveal this information to them.

Before she could gather her

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thoughts, Calista's voice, melodic and hoarse, came from the other end. "I'm sure you feel awful at the thought of you having to sell yourself to prevent your family's company from going under. That's right, I'm here to revel in your misery. Seeing you in such a pitiful state makes me feel so happy I can barely contain my glee!"

"Calista Stafford!" Mirabelle's mind was filled with hatred. If Kallum wasn't busy looking for her, he'd be on my tail about what happened at the Wolfords', and this is all Calista's fault! How dare she call me just to gloat? Upon hearing Mirabelle's flustered cursing, Calista chuckled in satisfaction. It felt as if all of the negative thoughts that were plaguing her were transforming toward another extreme.

It doesn't matter. All that matters now is that I'm feeling great!

"I bet you're itching to catch me now when I'm away from the Fairchilds and not under Kallum's protection, to exact your revenge. Perhaps you're even trying to locate me right now?" Mirabelle halted mid-tirade.

Though she was incredibly frustrated at the moment, but she wasn't foolish enough to lose her senses. Now that Calista isn't under the Fairchilds' protection, it's too good of an opportunity to miss. I just need to find her first!

As she cursed under her breath, she was simultaneously sending her cronies to trace Calista's location. Yet, the woman easily saw through her scheme. It was no surprise that Calista knew her all too well, considering they had been "friends" for so many years. Calista chuckled lightly. "So what if you manage to find me? Would you dare to lay a hand on me?"

Mirabelle clenched her phone so tight that her fingers started to turn pale.

"Your family as it stands now, I fear, could hardly withstand any more of your meddling. Even if you knew where I was, would you dare to make a move?" Calista continued to taunt.

Indeed, Mirabelle didn't dare to make a move against her. Otherwise, she would've seized the opportunity to collaborate with Quincy back then.

She had simply led Kallum to the

room. Strictly speaking, she didn't participate in Quincy's plan. After the incident, she was constantly worried that Kallum's wrath would reach her. Because of this, she hadn't left the house for several days, becoming

completely on edge.

So what if she knew where Calista was? She wouldn't inform the Fairchilds nor would she do anything to harm Calista. Knowing the woman's whereabouts was meaningless to her.

So, the carefully crafted text

message was never sent. After

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coming to terms with her thoughts Mirabelle felt not only lingering anger but also a profound sense of helplessness. Her frustrations piled up, and after a long while, she shouted at her phone, pushed to the brink of madness.