Her Vengeful Rebirth ( Calista ) Novel

Chapter 484 A Wolford 

What sins had I committed in my past life to encounter a plague like Calista? 

Finished 

The more Quincy thought about it, the more upset she became. She barely cried before getting up from the ground and rushing toward Calista. 

At this moment, Benedict apologized to Calista, his heart still fluttering with fear. He didn’t know why he was apologizing, but he felt as if he had done something wrong again. 

When Quincy approached, Kallum was the first to notice. He never picked fights with women, but for some reason, the women who bullied Calista were all oddballs, as if not bullying her was a crime. 

Kallum also understood this mentality. Anyone who had been bullied by oneself for eighteen years and suddenly bit back would feel unacceptable. Subconsciously, one would feel that they should continue to be bullied, but it depended on who the target was. Calista was his wife. 

“What do you want to do?.” Seeing Quincy pick up the ashtray from the coffee table, Kallum quickly shielded Calista behind him, his eyes narrowing. 

“It seems like you’re keen on spending some time in jail?” 

The moment Quincy saw Kallum, her rationality returned. She used to have a crush on Kallum, but it was superficial. She liked Kallum’s power, status, looks, physique, and temperament. She liked the feeling of basking in his radiance by his side. 

Before, she thought she had a chance, but now, seeing Kallum, she felt nothing but despair. 

Hence, she held the ashtray tightly, but she just couldn’t bring herself to smash it down. 

“Quincy.” Benedict was also taken aback by her appearance. He hesitated. “You should go back.” 

As he spoke, he turned his head to add, “Don’t come to the Stafford family anymore. After all, you’re a Walford.” 

Quincy looked incredulously at Benedict. Even Benedict, who was usually soft–hearted, wasn’t on her side. Now that she faced Calista, she had no leverage left. 

Her resentment grew stronger. She looked at Benedict turning away, at Kallum’s hostile gaze, and at Calista, whom he completely protected. Suddenly, she wondered why she couldn’t have all this. Why should Calista, this despicable person, have it all? 

“Calista, what are you hiding from? Are you scared? Are you capable of being scared too?” 

At her words, Calista slowly emerged from behind Kallum, but Kallum pulled her close, preventing her from approaching. 

“Haven’t heard enough?” Calista blinked indifferently, playing with her hair absentmindedly. “Or do you want me to have someone escort you out?” 

Quincy took two steps back, her hand clutching the crystal ashtray trembling. 

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Chapter 484 A Wolford 

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“You lost your education because you weren’t diligent enough. You can’t get married because you foolishly tried to pin the blame on me. It’s not my fault you can’t find a husband. Why should I help you?” 

Quincy sneered. Her delicate face was still tear–stained, but her eyes were d 

bloodshot, which was very scary. 

“Yes, you’re flourishing now. If I don’t retaliate, should I be grateful to you? Where would I dare to ask you for help.” 

Calista sneered coldly without saying a word. 

Quincy couldn’t figure things out. The most precious mansion left to her by Harvey had been burned down by Kallum, but the money in Quincy’s hands was enough for her to live comfortably for the rest of her life. Compared to Yelena’s fate, she was living in paradise. 

Yet, she was never content, always striving to climb higher. With such an attitude, it would ultimately lead to her downfall one day. 

As Calista was getting tired, Kallum’s patience was finally exhausted. 

He tucked Calista’s head back onto his shoulder and said to the surrounding servants, “Throw her out.” 

Even though they were not in the Fairchild family, he was accustomed to giving orders. As he had a natural air of authority, those servants acted without hesitation, ready to grab Quincy. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“No. I’m not leaving.” Quincy struggled to get up. She stared at Calista, unable to do anything but unwilling to leave. She wanted to stare at her fiercely, so that Calista would have no peace even in her dreams at night. 

The servants paid no attention to her and used force directly. But Quincy went crazy, screaming and shouting. As a result, the ashtray in her hand grazed the forehead of one of the servants, leaving a trail of blood. Fortunately, it was just a graze. Otherwise, it could have been fatal on the spot. 

The person who was hit was furious. With anger boiling over, he slapped Quincy hard, leaving her utterly stunned. 

Quincy couldn’t regain her senses for a while. She had been hit by a servant in the Stafford residence, the place where she had been doing whatever she pleased for over a decade. 

“Do you think you’re still the second daughter of the Stafford family? Nonsense.” The servant wiped the blood from his forehead fiercely. “Crazy woman, go crazy at your own home.” 

After being slapped into silence, Quincy was quickly dragged away. But before she left, she had been staring at Calista with a gloomy look, which made Calista frown. 

Kallum didn’t notice this. He was thinking about a more serious issue and said to Benedict, “Pack up and move to Fairchild Manor.” 

Quincy wasn’t the only one. Everyone who wanted Calista’s help would come to Benedict after failing to get through Fairchild Manor. It was better to solve this matter once and for all, leaving others with no way to beg for help. 

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Her Vengeful Rebirth