Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 116

I felt a shiver of fear at the thought of being seen through by Dexter, and I couldn’t wait to get Caleb out of there.

“Phoebe Caldwell…” he suddenly called out.

He called me Phoebe Caldwell.

My steps faltered unconsciously, and I took a deep breath without turning back.

Robin furrowed his brows, watching Dexter call me Phoebe Caldwell, thinking the man had lost

his marbles.

“Phoebe…” Dexter’s voice cracked with a sudden surge of emotion as he scrambled to his feet and grabbed my wrist. “Phoebe? You’re Phoebe Caldwell, aren’t you?”

I frowned in disgust, looking at him with disdain as I forcefully slapped his hand away. “Mr. Fitzgerald, have you completely lost your mind?”

He stood there, stunned, saying nothing.

Caleb’s eyes flashed a warning at Dexter as he took my hand and led me away.

From the moment we left the negotiation room, my legs felt like jelly. I was terrified that he would recognize me. I was afraid he would discover that I was actually Phoebe.

“Colin… go to the car,” I said weakly to Caleb. “Go to the car.”

to

even without hard evidence,

sure if he

concern, gently cradling

off lightly. “Just get to the

his head hung low in

and then

Dexter, his face and clothes smeared with blood.

to

word, he just looked at me and suddenly reached

away, glaring at him with pure loathing in my

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seemed taken aback for a moment, rooted to the

reaction was too much like

expressions, and

staring at me for a long while as

remained scowling, my hands clenched tightly. “Are you sick?”

didn’t respond, and as soon as Robin appeared,

relief; no sane person would ever figure out that I was

hadn’t really figured