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?”

teeth. “You’re pitiful, Dexter.

tampered with during recovery – someone had the nerve to sabotage police evidence right

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 a

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

scapegoat!”

your

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

even the police don’t have the right to detain him. Are you planning on taking the law into your own

away, guarding Colin. “Dexter, you disgust

his brows, lost

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He’s utterly convinced of Melody’s innocence.. Poor Phoebe deserved better.”

recover the data from

took Colin’s hand,

glanced back at Dexter. After a few

paused, turning to look at

unconditionally and without reservation,” Colin said earnestly.

his expression, his gaze, the way he spoke… so

that, it was all