Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 69

“Mr. Fitzgerald, you seem to have quite an interest in me,” I said with a smirk, attempting to sidestep him and leave.

But Dexter suddenly grasped my wrist, his gaze intense and scrutinizing. “Why… do you look so much like her?” he murmured as if talking to himself.

I didn’t want Dexter to recognize me; that would spoil the fun.

“What do you mean by this, Mr. Fitzgerald? I’m Brendan’s granddaughter–in–law. It’s not quite proper for you to be grabbing at me like this. People might think you’ve taken a fancy to me,” I said, raising my voice just enough to potentially set Dexter against the Langleys.

Dexter’s brow furrowed, and he released my wrist. “Sorry, my mistake,” he said.

I chuckled coldly and walked away.

“You do look a lot like Phoebe,” Melody suddenly said, blocking my path at the top of the stairs.

I glanced around with a smile. “Is that so? Are you scared?*

be just that–a fake, Foebe,”

for you to fear?” I retorted. “Afraid that Dexter loves not

he loved Phoebe, what does it matter? Phoebe’s

aren’t you afraid of karma?” I asked

married the Langley fool, you can become a queen. What’s the Larson family in all this? You’re nothing but a lookalike–that’s the only reason that idiot married you,” Melody sneered at me. “And

a slap that she had

covered her face, shocked that

you because you’re the lowest of

sound of my slapping Melody drew everyone’s

and then at Dexter, whose expression was also one of

shock, turned to Dexter for support, playing the fragile victim. “Dexter… I don’t know what I did to upset Miss Foebe; she

was escalating the situation. The Langleys wouldn’t let the Fitzgeralds get

was abuzz. “Wow, the Langley family’s eldest

bankrupt, and she married into the Langleys