Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 287 For Experiment Purposes.

Kallum couldn't help but chuckle. All those are nothing. What truly matters is her.

70% The days flew past. Calista was wholly engrossed in conquering the virus, leaving her no tto deal with speople.

Recently, two scandalous pieces of news circulated in Hlorington. One was about the Yost family's disastrous investment failure that has brought them perilously close to bankruptcy. The other was that after Harvey's death, his entire fortune was inherited by his daughter.

Back then, Harvey publicly acknowledged Quincy in front of everyone. Though there were scomplications along the way. Quincy still managed to get her hands on Harvey's inheritance as she wished.

Primarily, it was because Harvey's brothers dared not associate with him any longer. By then, his reputation was entirely ruined. Even if they wanted money, they had to consider whether they would live long enough to spend it.

Hence. Quincy becHarvey's heir and changed her nfrom Quincy Stafford to Quincy Wolford.

At that moment, she had put the scene on the bridge that night out of her mind completely. Although Harvey lost a considerable amount of money, the remaining assets were still enough to sustain a second-rate prestigious family.

To put it simply, when it cto wealth, Quincy had much more than Benedict. However, in terms of status, she was far behind him. After all, the Wolford family had already divided the family. Harvey was also dead, and his death was disgraceful at that. Therefore, she was essentially a woman without any backing but with a substantial dowry right then.

Had her background been different, there might have been many suitors vying for her hand in marriage. However, the secrets Calista brought to light that night sufficed to completely strip Quincy of her eligibility to marry into wealthy families, reducing her to third-rate ones despite her wealth.

At that moment. Quincy resumed her once high and mighty demeanor as she looked at Mirabelle, who was complaining in front of her. When it cto shame, she had never been the one to lose.

*I never thought your tin jail was that miserable..." Quincy commented offhandedly while casually tending to her nails.

In the garden of her home, she wore a revealing gown, dressing with the sophistication of a woman in her twenties despite being a girl of merely eighteen or nineteen.

Swallowing her resentment, Mirabelle continued in aggrieve, "Although my dad pulled sstrings for me, it's impossible to make everything perfect in such a place. I... I'm just too embarrassed to show my face in public anymore!" As she spoke of that, the humiliation she endured in the prison crushing back to mind, and she couldn't help but break down in tears. Her tbehind bars resulted in her losing a significant amount of weight. Clad in a white dress then, she seemed all the more fragile. It was as if a gentle breeze could knock her over, indescribably pitiful.

However, Quincy found it irritating. I'm not a man. Is there a need for her to cry in front of me? "Mirabelle, just say what you want to say. I still have to attend Mr. Huntington's banquet. I'm running out of timel" 1/3 70% Chapter 287 For Experiment Purposes Upon hearing that, Mirabelle nearly choked on her outrage. If it weren't for a matter of great importance, I would never cand seek out this shameless rooman! But for now, I'll put up with her! "To be honest, I'm here because I need your help. Quincy, we used to be friends in the past. Now, my father offended the Fairchild family for me. If we don't find a way to raise funds within three days, our family will be ruined! Quincy...

"So, you cto borrow money from me?" Quincy snickered. "Who would have thought? The once high. and mighty Ms. Yost ctofor a loan!" SEAR*ch the (F)indwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

"Quincy..." Feeling humiliated, Mirabelle gritted her teeth and said, "I beg you! We at least have a common enemy, don't we? Helpingwill also be helping yourself!" At the mention of a common enemy, Quincy knocked over the glass at the side with a crash. Calista's nwas taboo for her.

I'll never forget how Calista had backedinto this situation! I would never let that b*tch off the hook! "I can help you if you want!" Quincy suddenly changed her tune..

She took a deep breath, casually fluffed her recently cut ear-length hair, and sneered, "Go and doll up a bit. I'll take you to meet someone. He will definitely help you." Calista had a piece of gauze stuffed in her mouth, her moans muffled. Agonizing pain, much like the sensation of being skinned alive, swamped her. The more reaction the medicine produced, the closer they were to success.

However, the process was simply too agonizing.

As her clothes were soaked with sweat, Kallum grasped her hands firmly, fearing that she might hurt herself. He only stuffed something in He her mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue. At first, Calista resisted, for she knew she would never do that no matter how excruciating the pain since she had been through it all before. Such a feeling of being drenched in sweat is so real that it's nostalgic!

After the pain had subsided, Calista weakly curled up in Kallum's arms, At just that moment, Shaun intended to inject Calista with another medicine, but Kallum firmly gripped his wrist. "What are you doing? Can't you see she's in a bad way?" Even if this is for experiment purposes, isn't she allowed to rest?

Kallum's gaze made Shaun flinch. But at that crucial moment, he had no choice but to steel himself and e reply, "Mix Rallum, it's precisely at this tthat we can test the results... Otherwise, all the pain she endured previously would be in vain." Calista's head was buried in Kallum's neck. She weakly interjected, "Let him injectwith it." Her words were the law. No matter how reluctant Kallum was, he had no choice but to relent. Thus, Shaun nervously injected the medicine into Calista under his menacing gaze.

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