Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 75

I stepped in front of Colin, my gaze fixed warily on the group before us.

Dexter knitted his brows, a shadow crossing his face. “Stella, what game are you playing now?” “Oh, what’s the matter? Can’t face the truth? Afraid to see whether your precious Melody is a saint or a specter?” Stella sneered, pulling out her phone to play that damning video.

The clip showed Hank sprawled on the floor, crying out in fear, telling them to seek out Dexter. not him, and revealing that it wasn’t Phoebe who had pushed Melody down the stairs.

Dexter’s complexion turned stormy, his face darkening with each passing second.

I watched him intently, searching his eyes for a flicker of guilt or panic – something to feed the vengeful thrill I was craving.

But there was nothing.

Throughout the ordeal, Dexter seemed to maintain a stubborn disbelief in the footage.

I scoffed inwardly. I had underestimated the depth of Dexter’s love for Melody.

But no matter; the show had only just begun.

“Stella, I know you despise Melody, but this kind of tactic, isn’t it a bit underhanded?” Dexter’s voice was laden with disapproval.

Stella laughed mockingly. “Oh, really?”

Dexter through gritted teeth. “You’re pitiful, Dexter.

police evidence right from under

She doesn’t have the means to mess with police evidence, and even the Burtons couldn’t pull off such a feat!” Dexter retorted with visible anger.

until I find the person who hurt her. But I won’t stand idly

scapegoat!”

your

dead,” Stella spat, then turned to me and Colin. “I’ve called the cops, you know. This is falso

and without proof of his guilt, even the police don’t have the right to detain him. Are you planning on taking

Colin. “Dexter,

furrowed his brows, lost in

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see? He’s utterly convinced of Melody’s innocence.. Poor

“Once we recover the data from Phoebe’s phone, I’d like to

Colin’s hand, and walked away.

at Dexter. After a few steps, he spoke up from behind me. “I will always…”

at

you unconditionally and without

moment, his expression, his gaze, the way he

all too easy to fall