Her Rebirth of Retribution novel Chapter 145

“Friend?” Calista's voice slightly rose in pitch.

“Exactly, friends!” Tabitha looked at her with anticipation, almost ready to reach out to her!

“All right, my friend.” Calista slightly curved her lips, leaving behind an incredibly captivating smile. Tabitha was instantly entranced! She completely forgot what she had just said, and by the time she regained her senses, Calista was nowhere to be found.

The square was already teeming with people, all because Mirabelle was kneeling on the ground!

She truly was a smart woman, understanding that if she failed to put in enough effort this time around, she would really have to serve jail time.

She kept her head lowered, seemingly oblivious to the whispers and pointed fingers around her. Her long, white dress spread out on the ground, and her lengthy curls hung down, giving her an air of fragility and eliciting pity from those around her.

In front of her, a few large characters were written. “Calista, I'm sorry. Please forgive me!”

“Who in the world is this Calista, to have driven Mirabelle to such extremes!”

“It's rather pitiful, forcing a girl to kneel in public. How can one face themselves after this?”

“Mirabelle was quite a nice girl, she must have offended someone really important...”

Those in the know, were off to the side, discussing.

“You all don't know Calista? You've heard of the Fairchild family, haven't you?”

Someone nodded, indicating that their family background was quite decent.

The individual continued, “Calista, last night, became the goddaughter of the Fairchild family! Mirabelle had offended her...”

It was clear that this person was deliberately misleading the public, and it wasn't hard to discern who was pulling the strings.

“What? The goddaughter of the Fairchild family? This Calista really knows her stuff, she soar to a whole new level just like that!” Someone said with a hint of envy.

Yet, others sneered. “How could she humiliate others right after gaining such power? This Calista is truly petty.”

“Exactly, we're all women here, why should we make things hard for each other? Just because of a minor offence, they actually made her kneel in the school square. That's way too harsh! Can't we just talk things out?”

“Exactly! Who doesn't make mistakes? Yet they just wouldn't let it go!”

From the moment Calista arrived, this was all she heard. Mirabelle had perfectly played the role of the victim. Coupled with her attractive appearance, she had stirred in many a desire to protect her. So even when Mirabelle made mistakes, it ended up seeming as if Calista was the one in the wrong for not forgiving her.

A girl went over and tried to help Mirabelle up as she spoke to Calista indignantly. “Enough! What's the point in humiliating someone like this? I see you're perfectly fine, is it really necessary to insist on sending someone to jail? She's just a girl, if she goes to jail, what future will she have?”

Mirabelle, however, seemed frightened. She declined any help as her tears fell, her demeanor appearing utterly distraught.

“No, no! I won't get up! If Callie doesn't forgive me, I can't get up! I refuse to go to jail!”

Mirabelle pushed away the girl who was trying to help her up. With tear-filled eyes, she looked at Calista, even inching toward her on her knees.

“Callie! Please, I beg you, I didn't do it on purpose, can you let me off the hook? I promise, I won't show up in front of Mr. Kallum ever again. Please, let me off the hook.”

Her words were laced with intrigue. Some of the students that came from prestigious families knew who Mr. Kallum exactly was and had already concocted an elaborate drama of two women vying for the same man in their minds!

The actions of Calista, who was unreasonable and unforgiving, were even more contemptible.

Many people couldn't bear to watch anymore. How could she bully others like this?

“Calista! If you're fine, why are you being so overbearing?”

Suddenly, a protector of Mirabelle bolted out, positioning himself between her and Calista. He glared fiercely at Calista, as if she had committed an act so heinous that it would offend both mortals and gods alike.