Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 303

Chapter 303

"Pretty good," Dexter nodded, trying to take my hand.

I sidestepped Dexter's advance, standing there with an indifferent air.

Dexter looked down, then turned to descend the stairs.

"Dexter," I called after him, a question forming on my lips. "Why do you think I'm Phoebe?"

He paused mid-step, turned to look at me. "Because you are..."

"And what if tomorrow someone else claims she's Phoebe? How would you choose then?" I scoffed.

Dexter hesitated. "That won't happen. I'd recognize you."

Would he really?

Colin would recognize me in a heartbeat.

But Dexter? I wasn't so sure.

If Melody and Damian's scheme actually worked, would Colin and Dexter still recognize me?

Would they trust me?

Dexter opened his mouth to say something but then just bowed his head and continued downstairs.

follow, the nanny, Wendy, grabbed me,

tree on Celebration Street

stared at Wendy, perplexed. What did

let go and retreated into a more formal tone. "Miss,

left, my legs felt

tree on Celebration

sounded like

speaking in code

the nanny

Wendy said during dinner, placing the steamed

slightly. She knew I didn't eat sea

Wendy spoke again. "Miss, the weather's warming up. Maybe you and Mr. Fitzgerald could

voice. "Phoebe is allergic to fields of tulips. It could cause her

must have forgotten..." Wendy nodded and excused

food and reached out with a napkin, intending to wipe

instinctively pulled away, still resistant to

continuing to ladle soup

eyes nearly bulged

egg, so could you peel

took an egg and carefully peeled it,

and smirked. "Dexter, I can't eat with her

stirring the

Making a scene.

wanted to replace me? Well, I was going to make it as difficult

was at his wit's end. "Melody, I'm sorry,

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