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?*

will always be just that–a fake, Foebe,”

I retorted. “Afraid that

“Even if he loved

afraid of karma?”

but a lookalike–that’s the only reason that idiot married you,” Melody sneered at

with Melody’s cheek, a slap that she had owed me

shocked that I

you

sound of my slapping Melody

at Melody and then at Dexter, whose expression was also one

don’t know what I did to upset Miss Foebe; she just started hitting me. I’m your date tonight…”

situation. The Langleys wouldn’t let the Fitzgeralds get away

abuzz. “Wow, the Langley family’s eldest granddaughter–in–law is merce resorting

the Larson Group is almost bankrupt, and she married into the Langleys for their ecy?