Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 301

I scrambled under the bed, watching the figure slip into the room.

It was the nanny.

The fact that Damian and Melody could roam the Fitzgerald mansion so brazenly was a testament to something off about the nanny.

Since arriving at the Fitzgerald estate, we'd simply called her Wendy. She'd been my and Dexter's personal caregiver, always close at hand.

Wendy was 48, always dressed in plain, no-frills clothes that made her seem older than she was. Yet, beneath the simplicity, you could tell she had been a stunner in her youth, with delicate features that time hadn't fully erased.

She had a gentle demeanor and a sharp mind, rarely speaking out of turn. Hailey trusted her implicitly, which is why she felt comfortable leaving both me and Dexter in Wendy's care.

From my hiding spot under the bed, I watched silently.

Wendy moved slowly to the bedside, gazing at Dexter as he lay asleep, not uttering a word.

I frowned, alert and wary. A nanny sneaking into the master's room in the dead of night, staring at him like that—it was downright eerie.

"Wendy, who are you trying to spook, up and about at this hour?" Melody's voice came from the doorway, catching Wendy off guard.

was dim, and Wendy's silhouette by the bed

meds... they're not harming Mr. Fitzgerald, are they?" Wendy finally spoke, her voice

hadn't found him that time he

Mr. Fitzgerald. Ms. Burton, you should

turned to leave, pausing

I felt her gaze linger in my

clenched my fists and held my breath,

in the Fitzgerald family seemed increasingly inscrutable to

once the most enigmatic,

Melody sat on the edge of the bed, gently touching Dexter's face. "Dexter, I truly love you. Do you know how jealous I was of Phoebe? Why did she gain your mother's approval and not me? Am I inferior to her? If it weren't for your mother's disapproval, we might already be engaged, or even

steadying my breathing from beneath the bed, afraid

her close, not just out

wasn't his, suggesting a complicated history

don't care if that Phoebe Larson is a real ghost or a fake, I can't leave

wanted me gone. Because

Damian were plotting something big, and

won't be long before I take Phoebe's place by

was gone, I let