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.

as I was about to follow, the nanny, Wendy, grabbed me, eyeing me

on Celebration Street is

stared at Wendy, perplexed.

retreated into a more formal

my

tree on Celebration

sounded like a

speaking in code

nanny

Wendy said during dinner, placing the

knew I didn't

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

"Phoebe is allergic to fields of tulips. It could

have forgotten..."

and reached out with a

instinctively pulled away, still resistant to

was silent, continuing to ladle soup into

the table, Melody's eyes nearly bulged with

whispered to Dexter, "I'd like an egg, so could you peel one for

carefully peeled it, placing

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

stirring

Making a scene.

going to make it as

end. "Melody, I'm sorry, but from now on, you'll eat in your room. I'll

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