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.

the nanny, Wendy, grabbed me,

tree on Celebration

perplexed. What

and retreated into a more formal tone. "Miss, it's time for

left, my legs

Celebration Street is in

sounded like a

in code to Phoebe

the nanny a

bass, it's your favorite," Wendy said during dinner, placing the steamed fish in front of

frowned slightly. She knew I didn't eat sea

didn't touch it, Wendy spoke again. "Miss, the weather's warming up. Maybe you and

allergic to fields of tulips. It

forgotten..." Wendy nodded and excused

served me more food and reached out

pulled away, still resistant to

to

eyes nearly bulged

whispered to Dexter, "I'd like an egg, so

egg and carefully peeled it, placing it

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

was stirring the

Making a scene.

Well, I was going to make

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

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