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

on Celebration Street is in

perplexed. What did

confusion, Wendy quickly let go and retreated into a more formal tone. "Miss, it's time for

my

Celebration Street is

sounded like a

speaking in code to

nanny

your favorite," Wendy said during dinner, placing the steamed

knew

up. Maybe you and Mr. Fitzgerald could get some

allergic to

forgotten..." Wendy nodded and excused

me more food and reached out

instinctively pulled away, still resistant

to ladle

the table, Melody's eyes nearly bulged

like an egg, so could you

and carefully peeled

propped my head up and smirked. "Dexter, I can't eat with

stirring

Making a scene.

replace me? Well, I was going to make it as difficult as possible before she got the

sighed, knowing I was making trouble but letting me be. It was like he was at his wit's end. "Melody, I'm sorry, but

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