Mirabelle, however, didn't care. The more Calista found her annoying, the more opportunities she saw for herself.
And so, Mirabelle continued to hold her hand.
“Callie, you can hit me or scold me if you're angry. Just don't be so hard on yourself. How about I help you up?”
As Mirabelle latched onto Calista again, a chill flashed in the latter's eyes. She pulled her hand free and slapped Mirabelle across the face, leaving her dazed for quite a while.
Kallum opened his mouth, seemingly willing to let Calista vent her anger.
“How dare you hit me?”
A flash of resentment sparked in Mirabelle's eyes. This was the first time someone had hit her.
However, she couldn't cause trouble due to her image. Instead, she covered her face, and in an instant, large tears began to fall, making her look incredibly pitiful.
“You've changed, Callie. You used to—”
“Didn't you say it was okay for me to hit you and scold you?”
Struggling somewhat, Calista gradually rose to her feet. At that moment, she showed no signs of frailty. Instead, she exuded an icy chill, a cold indifference that could not be dispelled.
“I...” Mirabelle was taken aback by what Calista had just said.
Gritting her teeth, she choked up and sobbed, “Go ahead, then. Hit me! You can do whatever you want to me as long as you're not angry at Kal.”
This is the perfect opportunity for Mr. Kallum to see just how vicious Calista really is!
“Remember what you said!” Calista smiled and took a slight breath before delivering another slap.
“This slap is meant to tell you to watch your words in the future. My mother only had me, so I don't have any siblings, nor do I have friends like you.”
Calista was ill and lacking strength, but a slap to the face was an utter humiliation.
Everything Mirabelle endured today, she would surely repay in kind.
Mirabelle's face was knocked askew, and beneath her bangs, her eyes were filled with a tangible murderous intent. But when she turned back, she went back to putting on a pitiful look. Calista couldn't help but laugh, and without holding back, she slapped Mirabelle again.
“This slap is the interest I'm returning for all the things you've done to me!”
Regardless of whether she had been drugged or later framed and betrayed, Calista had long since wanted to slap her. She had absolutely no tolerance for women with ulterior motives, and often thought of putting an end to them.
The sorrow she had just experienced must have been an illusion, for now, she felt extremely elated.
After three slaps, Mirabelle was finding it hard to bear. At that moment, she wished that Kallum would intervene. Yet, Kallum didn't even utter a single word.
Drained of all energy, Calista no longer continued hitting her. She figured she could settle the scores with Mirabelle in the future. At that moment, Calista couldn't bear to stick around for even a second longer.
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