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, Foebe,” she threatened.

I retorted. “Afraid

her eyes darting away. “Even if he loved Phoebe, what does it matter? Phoebe’s

afraid of karma?”

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.

My hand connected with Melody’s cheek, a slap that she had owed me from long

that I

struck her again. “I slapped you because you’re the lowest of the low.”

my slapping

indifferently at Melody and then at Dexter, whose expression

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

escalating the situation. The Langleys wouldn’t

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

almost bankrupt, and she married into