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.

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

cherry tree on Celebration Street is

stared at Wendy, perplexed.

retreated into a

Wendy left, my

on Celebration Street is

like a

code to

nanny

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

frowned slightly. She knew I

"Miss, the weather's warming up. Maybe you

with a stern voice. "Phoebe is allergic to fields of tulips. It could cause her serious

I must have forgotten..." Wendy nodded

reached out with a napkin, intending

pulled away, still resistant

silent, continuing to ladle soup into

the table, Melody's eyes nearly bulged with

like an egg, so could you peel

an egg and carefully peeled it, placing it on my

and smirked. "Dexter, I can't

stirring

Making a scene.

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

wit's end. "Melody, I'm sorry, but from

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