Her Vengeful Rebirth

Her Vengeful Rebirth Chapter 399 Did Not See Painting "I'm not entirely confident, but my brother toldall I need to do is give it a shot," replied Ambrose.

Calista nodded. “All right, I've lingered here for long enough. It's tforto leave. Will you walkout?" With a frown, Ambrose muttered, "That was fast...

"What?" "No, letsend you out!" From beginning to end, Calista never saw Ambrose's painting.

As he was leaving, there were several instances where he seemed to want to speak but held his tongue.

Calista remarked, "You seem quite odd today. Is there something you want to say?" Ambrose blushed. As he gazed into Calista's overly bright eyes, he felt his normally steady heart begin to race uncontrollably. "Callie... if..." "Hmm?" When dealing with Ambrose, Calista always displayed a touch more patience than with others.

"If... If..." He stammered, even though he only needed a second to say a sentence that he had been rehearsing in his mind all day long.

He gritted his teeth, leaning in close to Calista's ear. “If you no longer have feelings for Kallum, would you consider being with a younger man?" The smile on Calista's face froze.

The clear voice of Ambrose once again resounded with unwavering determination. "I sensed that compared to your current life, you seemed to prefer simplicity and freedom. I don't have much to offer. but I like you, plain and simple." Calista looked up to see his youthful smile, her mind still somewhat dazed. Under the setting sun, by the grand mansion's gate, Ambrose bashfully pressed a finger to her lips, smiling gently. "You don't need to respond, nor feel burdened. I hope that my affection for you is as simple as the sun's love for the wind, or a sail's love for the sea. If you need me, I'm here. If you don't, I'm still here, just like a friend." On her way back, Calista grinned. Ambrose's words had given her strength. His affection was so pure that it didn't exert any pressure. Instead, it brought her a sense of joy.

However, that joyful mood vanished the moment she returned home.

Yelena was serving the dishes with a radiant smile, the picture of a dutiful and virtuous housewife. Calista glanced at her watch. It was the thirteenth, and five days were left, but that was more than enough tfor Calista to deal with Yelena.

"You've returned, Ms. Calista? Yelena was a bit restrained, primarily due to their last encounter. The memory of Calista forcing her to scrub the carpet with that fierce demeanor was still fresh in her mind. As she scrubbed the carpet, she made a firm resolution to steer clear of Calista's fury. Search the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

86% Chapter 399 Did Not See Painting returned to the Fairchild residence to make a move. After all, manipulating Benedict was a piece of cake for Yelena.

Calista smirked. "It smells quite delightful. I didn't expect you to be able to cook." Yelena couldn't help but wonder why Calista hadn't eaten out before returning. Calista's return at that moment made Yelena miss a golden opportunity With a slightly embarrassed expression, Yelena said, "I just made some, that's all." Calista walked in with a smile and confidence, Even Benedict was quite apprehensive of her.

"Callie, you haven't eaten yet? Benedict asked with a smile.

Calista nodded. "Yeah, I made it just in time. I've never had the chance to Mdm. Langley's c before." Yelena hurriedly brought over a bowl of pasta to Calista and said with a hint of nervousness, “It's just shcooking, Ms. Calista. Please, have a taste." As she spoke, she took a seat. Calista's eyebrows raised slightly. The crisscrossing scars on her face were somewhat unsettling. "Since when did housekeepers start dining with their masters?" "Callie..." Benedict sighed, holding his bowl. "She said she'd only stay for two months and then leave. You rarely cback, so for the next few days, don't- "I ask again. When are housekeepers allowed to dine with their masters?" Calista put down her fork, her tone heavy as she emphasized her question.

Benedict's expression stiffened, and he glanced at Yelena with a hint of discomfort.

Surprisingly, Yelena was incredibly compliant, even though she was seething with resentment inside! Still, she swallowed her anger and spoke with unmistakable grievance. "It's all right. You two eat. I'll just go to the kitchen and whip up spasta for myself. Benedict felt a twinge of guilt while Calista asked nonchalantly. "Why make more pasta? With all this food, isn't it enough for you to wait for the leftovers?"

Calista's words changed Yelena's expression instantly! No matter how O destitute Yelena had become, she had never stooped to the level of living off others' leftovers. Calista was clearly trying to humiliate her! Even Benedict showed a look of disagreement. "Callie!" Calista spoke nonchalantly. "When I was a kid and Dad wasn't home, I couldn't sit at the table for meals. It always ate what Mdm. Langley and/Quincy left behind. If I could eat that, why couldn't she?" Her voice was soft, yet it struck Benedict like a bolt of lightning. He stared at Yelena in disbelief, while Yelena, flustered, stammered out. "I didn't-

"Heh." Calista twirled her fork, "You didn't? Why do you think I had Mdm.

Langley clean the carpets. yesterday? It's because she demanded the sof me. I dould d do it when I was only thirteen, so why is it so cruel when it's her turn? Yesterday, she was crying and begging the driver to help her clean the carpets, acting as if I've mistreated her. In reality, I was merely following her example." Het Vengeful Rebirth