Her Rebirth of Retribution

"Friend?" Calista's voice slightly rose in pitch.

"Exactly, friends!" Tabitha looked at her with anticipation, almost ready to reach out to her!

"All right, my friend." Calista slightly curved her lips, leaving behind an incredibly captivating smile. Tabitha was instantly entranced! She completely forgot what she had just said, and by the time she regained her senses, Calista was nowhere to be found. The square was already teeming with people, all because Mirabelle was kneeling on the ground!

She truly was a smart woman, understanding that if she failed to put in enough effort this time around, she would really have to serve jail time.

She kept her head lowered, seemingly oblivious to the whispers and pointed fingers around her. Her long, white dress spread out on the ground, and her lengthy curls hung down, giving her an air of fragility and eliciting pity from those around her.

In front of her, a few large characters were written. "Calista, I'm sorry. Please forgive me!"Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Who in the world is this Calista, to have driven Mirabelle to such extremes!"

"It's rather pitiful, forcing a girl to kneel in public. How can one face themselves after this?" "Mirabelle was quite a nice girl, she must have offended someone really important..."

Those in the know, were off to the side, discussing.

"You all don't know Calista? You've heard of the Fairchild family, haven't you?"

Someone nodded, indicating that their family background was quite decent.

The individual continued, "Calista, last night, became the goddaughter of the Fairchild family! Mirabelle had offended her..."

It was clear that this person was deliberately misleading the public, and it wasn't hard to discern who was pulling the strings.

"What? The goddaughter of the Fairchild family? This Calista really knows her stuff, she soar to a whole new level just like that!" Someone said with a hint of envy.

Yet, others sneered. "How could she humiliate others right after gaining such power? This Calista is truly petty."

"Exactly, we're all women here, why should we make things hard for each other? Just because of a minor offence, they actually made her kneel in the school square. That's way too harsh! Can't we just talk things out?"

"Exactly! Who doesn't make mistakes? Yet they just wouldn't let it go!"

From the moment Calista arrived, this was all she heard. Mirabelle had perfectly played the role of the victim. Coupled with her attractive appearance, she had stirred in many a desire to protect her. So even when Mirabelle made mistakes, it ended up seeming as if Calista was the one in the wrong for not forgiving her.

It was rather amusing to see how Mirabelle was trying to outsmart her even though she had come to ask for her forgiveness.

"Calista is here!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and instantly, a path was cleared. With a composed demeanor, Calista strolled in.

She arched her eyebrows slightly,

finding the intense scrutiny from the

crowd rather amusing. These

students at most in their late

twenties, were quite naive due their limited exposure to the real

world. They were being an armchair

critic.

But it didn't matter. She had never cared about what others thought of her in her entire life. All she cared about was what made her happy.

So, she playfully gazed at Mirabelle's face and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

Only then did Mirabelle lift her head, her gaze pitiful and evasive, as if merely seeing Calista filled her with fear, her body trembling slightly.

Her demeanor gave off an impression of Calista bullying others with her power. Many people shot Calista hostile glances, seemingly blaming her for such unjust treatment of others.

Seeing that Calista remained silent, looking at her with disdain, Mirabelle finally couldn't hold back and spoke first.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Callie, I didn't mean to hurt you. Seeing you at school today, it's clear that your injuries weren't severe. Can you please forgive me, and not send me to jail? I'm willing to compensate, no matter the cost!"

Calista squinted her eyes. Originally,

Kallum had forbidden her from

coming to school, but she had

insisted. Despite the injury on her et

back, she didn't show any sign of discomfort. However, Mirabelle made it sound like she was making a mountain out of a molehill.

Before Calista could even utter a word, someone who stood for "kindness and justice" beside her couldn't bear it anymore.

A girl went over and tried to help

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Mirabelle up as she spoke to Calista indignantly Enough! What's the point in humiliating someone like this? I see you're perfectly fine, is it really necessary to insist on sending someone to jail? She's just a girl, if she goes to jail, what future will she have?"

Mirabelle, however, seemed frightened. She declined any help as her tears fell, her demeanor appearing utterly distraught.

"No, no! I won't get up! If Callie doesn't forgive me, I can't get up! I refuse to go to jail!"

Mirabelle pushed away the girl who was trying to help her up. With tear-filled eyes, she looked at Calista, even inching toward her on her knees.

"Callie! Please, I beg you, I didn't do it on purpose, can you let me off the hook? I promise, I won't show up in front of Mr. Kallum ever again. Please, let me off the hook."

Her words were laced with intrigue. Some of the students that came from prestigious families knew who Mr. Kallum exactly was and had already concocted an elaborate drama of two women vying for the same man in their minds! The actions of Calista, who was unreasonable and unforgiving, were even more contemptible.

Many people couldn't bear to watch anymore. How could she bully others like this?

"Calista! If you're fine, why are you being so overbearing?"

Suddenly, a protector of Mirabelle bolted out, positioning himself between her and Calista. He glared fiercely at Calista, as if she had committed an act so heinous that it would offend both mortals and gods alike.