Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 177

“He kidnapped me, and he threatened my husband, harmed him…” I murmured, laying out the bare facts with a hushed voice.

Dexter’s gaze upon me grew more intense, a sneer forming on his lips. “Kidnapped you? Where’s your proof? I’m willing to face an investigation.”

With the police in tow, Dexter left. As he did, his piercing look lingered on me. “Foebe, you’ll regret this.”

He seemed convinced that Colin would be the death of me. And when that time came, I’d surely regret not taking his advice.

“Phoebe…” Colin, pale as a ghost, stumbled over to me, his energy sapped as he leaned into me, his chin resting on my shoulder. “It hurts so bad.”

I tensed up, whispering back at him. “Did you call the cops on your way here?”

“Yeah…” Colin admitted to having called for help en route.

Well, he wasn’t as naive as he seemed.

This time, Dexter had messed with someone he couldn’t afford to.

“Mr. Caleb was very worried about you,” Eric spoke up respectfully.

My gaze flickered to Eric, complex emotions swirling. What was his connection to the murderer?

Was he acting on Colin’s behalf?

frozen in place.

the deal with the person at the courtyard house?” I croaked, my voice ragged as I faced Colin.

to ask outright than

spoke. “His name’s Dorian, from the orphanage as well, fifteen years old. He’s a survivor of

was the neighboring dorm where many children perished

his face and his age. All I could tell was that he was

not the murderer…” Colin murmured.

turned to Robin,

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me. “It’s all checked out. The kid’s indeed fifteen, a minor. With severe

ever goes out. It’s just him and his sister struggling to get by. And I checked his arm, no sign of the

a headache. Had I been mistaken?

home, who’d spoken to me,

Dorian?

who tried to kill me had a red birthmark on

my house, right?” I pressed

up to petty

out? The body we saw at Phoebe’s house that day…” My voice trembled

staff, along with surveillance footage, have him there the