Chapter 147 A Dollar For The Performance
Just by looking into her eyes, Calista could decipher her intentions. However, those around them were oblivious. Mirabelle had gone to such lengths that she had already won over the goodwill of most people.
âThatâs enough. Calista⦠I think sheâs rather pitiful,â a classmate whispered to Calista. Despite Calistaâs tendency to keep to herself, she always thought of her as kindâhearted and believed she would let Mirabelle off the hook.
Others also spoke in a relatively fair manner.
âI think itâs enough too. Sheâs been humbling herself so much, she must have learned her lesson by now.â
Others chimed in. âYeah, yeah, letâs just forgive her! Make her pay a hefty sum, weâre still classmates after all.â
The chorus of voices grew louder and louder. An ordinary person would have buckled under such pressure and called it quits. But not Calista. She watched as Mirabelle prostrated herself, her heart remaining utterly unperturbed.
Back then, when she contracted the K Virus, she sought to save herself. Eventually, Mirabelle, in her âkindnessâ, willingly took her in. Overwhelmed with gratitude, she revealed the truth to Mirabelle. She admitted to being infected with the virus, but assured her that it was not contagious and there was no need to be afraid.
However, Mirabelle betrayed her in the blink of an eye!
On her first day at the research institute. Mirabelle came to see her. At that time, she had no idea that it was Mirabelle who had spilled the secret to Quincy. She was caught off guard, even kneeling down to plead with Mirabelle to save her just this once!
Back then, Mirabelle had revealed the truth to her with a laugh. She looked down on her, a person who had already been condemned, with the air of a victor, and spoke with a sense of triumph.
âIf youâre to blame anyone, blame your own foolishness. Who do you think I am? Do you really think youâre worthy of being my friend? If it werenât for the Fairchild family, you would have been dead by my hands long ago! You despicable fool!â
The surrounding noise grew louder and louder! Apart from discussions about Calistaâs coldâheartedness, there were also pleas for Calista to forgive Mirabelle. Given Calistaâs status, the school didnât intervene in the matter. However, they did send a teacher to speak to Calista, hoping that she wouldnât create an uncontrollable scene at school and that any issues should be dealt with at home.
Only then, with a bewildered expression, did Calista nod. She then proceeded toward Mirabelle.
At that moment, Mirabelleâs heart was filled with an intense hatred! However, upon seeing Calista, she still managed to show a hopeful expression, her humility reaching its peak.
She had thought that Calista came to help her up and then tell her that she had forgiven her. Not only Mirabelle, but everyone else thought the same.
Instead of reaching out to help her up, Calista bent over and gently lifted Mirabelleâs chin.
Mirabelle was taken aback, inadvertently catching the gaze of Calista.
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The look in Calistaâs eyes was subtle. It wasnât hate, nor happiness or anger. It was a mysterious and profound gaze that inexplicably sent shivers down oneâs spine.
In the midst of an inexplicable fear, Mirabelle strived to maintain a hopeful gaze toward her, the sincerity in her eyes was palpable.
âCallic, hâhave you forgiven me?â Her voice had become cautious, almost timid. Was this the first time Mirabelle had ever been so humble in both her past and present life?
The surroundings fell silent, everyone was waiting for Calista to forgive Mirabelle. Perhaps there would even be applause. They were all from the same school, all in their teens or carly twenties, how deep could their grudges be? Reconciliation was the best outcome.
Finally, Calista spoke, her voice still maintaining that steady and composed indifference.
âI will never forgive someone who tried to kill me, let alone give them another chance to harm me. If you wish to continue pestering me, go ahead. But I have exams to prepare for, so I wonât entertain you any longer.â
The surroundings erupted into an uproar!
Meanwhile, Calista had already straightened up and pulled a handkerchief from her pocket. She looked. down at the stunned Mirabelle and smiled.
âIn truth, I just came to see you grovel, and I wasnât disappointed. Witnessing you grit your teeth as you. pleaded with me, the hatred in your eyes as you kowtowed to me, it was incredibly satisfying, it lifted my spirits.
âThank you for your captivating performance. Hereâs a dollar as a token of appreciation for all the effort youâve put in, a reward for your humble appeal.â
As she spoke, she really did pull out a coin and tossed it on the ground, then turned and walked away.
She had barely taken a few steps when Mirabelle coughed up blood! This was no act, she was genuinely so upset that she coughed up blood.
Everyone around was startled, they quickly surrounded her, intending to take her to the hospital. However, Calista didnât look back as she sauntered away.
Mirabelle glared resentfully at the retreating figure of Calista. Her intense hatred was so palpable that it sent shivers down the spine of those who were escorting her.
âCalistal Calista!â
She shouted her name through clenched teeth!
âCalista! I wish you were dead! Die! Just die!â
The people around were taken aback by Mirabelleâs demeanor, getting the vague sense that she wasnât as sincere as she had just appeared to be. However, given the gravity of the situation, they decided it was best to get her to the hospital first.
As for Calista, she never looked back, her face seemed to carry a relaxed smile, as if she truly enjoyed the performance.
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She didnât care about what others thought of her. As long as Mirabelle was displeased, she was pleased. She didnât care about what others think of her.
At that moment, she spotted Tabitha.
Calistaâs smile momentarily froze before she continued on her way, only to be stopped by Tabitha.
âWhatâs this? Are you here to lecture me? Do you think Iâm ruthless too?â Calista raised an eyebrow.
âNâNo⦠Itâs not that!â Under the overwhelming aura of Calista, Tabithaâs checks turned beet red, struggling to articulate her words. Yet, her eyes remained sparky and in awe!
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