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?”

phone, Stella glared at Dexter through gritted teeth. “You’re pitiful, Dexter. I wonder how long you’ll keep shielding Melody.”

tampered with during recovery – someone had the nerve to sabotage police evidence right from under the tech team’s

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

But I won’t stand idly by while

scapegoat!”

your

then turned to me and Colin.

guilt, even the police don’t have the right to detain

Colin. “Dexter, you disgust

furrowed his brows, lost in thought.

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utterly convinced of Melody’s innocence.. Poor Phoebe deserved

Dexter, Stella added, “Once we recover the data from

took Colin’s

After a few steps, he spoke

look at him, wondering what

in you unconditionally and without

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

all too easy