Her Vengeful Rebirth ( Calista ) Novel

ed, the Fairchild family would never accept me again. And due to personal grudges, I’d rather Kallum spend his entire life unable to find you. So, I was the only one who wouldn’t disclose your whereabouts to them…” 

Suddenly, Mirabelle burst into laughter like a madman. “You must be feeling so alone and helpless right now, with not a soul to vent to! Ha! The fact that you’re calling an enemy who temporarily poses no threat to you just goes to show you have no friends!” 

Mirabelle’s voice was oddly tinged with excitement as she exclaimed, “So, when you’re suffering, your only recourse is to provoke your enemies and draw strength from them? How pitiful you are, no! How pathetic you truly are!” All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

Calista’s face grew colder by the moment. Her hand, tightly clutching her phone, trembled. It seemed as though she was on the verge of smashing it to the ground any second. 

I have no friends? No one to vent to? Am I so afraid of sadness that I could only draw strength from her enemies during tough times? No… No! If I were to drop my phone, wouldn’t that just confirm Mirabelle’s ridiculous conjecture? 

“Have you… lost your mind?” Suppressing the tremor in her voice, Calista asked with a cold yet composed tone, “How could you entertain such a ludicrous thought?” 

However, Mirabelle had already affirmed her suspicions. She laughed so hard that she was practically falling apart; even tears started streaming down her face. “Haha! Funny, isn’t it? It is indeed hilarious. The thought of you, with no one to share your pain, relying on attacking others and boasting–these childish acts, just to hide your fragility, it fills me with pity. You really are pitiful!” 

Frustrated and upset, Calista abruptly hung up the phone and stood up, knocking her breakfast off the table in the process. She didn’t bother about the mess she had made. Frantically, she walked onto the balcony to get some fresh air. 

Yet, when she saw the drop of over ten floors below, she surprisingly felt an urge to leap off and end it all. Fortunately, she managed to brace herself against the railing in time, suppressing the sudden surge of madness within her. 

I’m pitiful and pathetic? I have billions in my bank account! I’m nationally renowned for my genius in medicine. All my enemies are firmly under my heel! Moreover, I’m still young, not even twenty! Everyone should be green with envy, how could I possibly be pitiful?