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?*

fake will always be just that–a fake,

what’s there for you to fear?” I retorted. “Afraid that

eyes darting away. “Even if he loved Phoebe, what does it

you afraid of karma?” I asked

that just because you 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

Melody’s cheek, a slap that she had

that I dared

again. “I slapped you because you’re

sound of my slapping Melody drew

Melody and then at Dexter, whose expression was also one

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

wouldn’t let the

family’s eldest

she married into the Langleys for