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?”

gritted teeth. “You’re pitiful, Dexter. I wonder

phone data was tampered with during recovery – someone had the nerve to sabotage police evidence right from under the tech team’s nose,” Stella said, her gaze

believe the nonsense you’re spouting? She’s a person, an orphan who was adopted. She doesn’t have the means to mess with police evidence, and even the Burtons couldn’t pull off such

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

scapegoat!”

your

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

without proof of his guilt, even the police don’t have the

backed away, guarding Colin. “Dexter,

brows, lost

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“You see? He’s utterly convinced of Melody’s

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

tongue, took Colin’s hand, and walked away.

cold as he glanced back at Dexter. After a few steps, he

turning to look at him,

unconditionally and

gaze, the way he spoke… so intense, it was

just like that, it was all