Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 323

Colin shook his head, his body trembling. "Don't look..."

He didn't want me to see, as if he didn't want me to remember something.

"Leave," I urged Dexter, my voice firm. "I can't deal with you right now."

Dexter cast his eyes down, speaking in a hushed tone. "When you've read it all, you'll understand. Phoebe, I'll wait for you."

His frosty gaze warned Colin before he turned and strode away.

Dexter's visit today seemed purposed to reveal that Colin was no fool; rather, he was the mastermind behind everything that had befallen the Langley family.

"Did you orchestrate all this?" I asked harshly. "Everything that's happened to the Langley family, including what's happening to me and the baby I'm carrying?"

Online opinion had suddenly swayed in favor of Caleb, dealing a blow to Henry, not to mention Julian's brush with the law. Even though all the accusations fell on Julian, Henry couldn't avoid the backlash.

If Caleb returned to the company now, seized the reins of power, he could fully take control of the Langley Group.

After all, to outsiders, no one would scheme against their own wife and unborn child.

when he sees you as Phoebe? He's been love-struck and dreaming of fatherhood since he was

But Colin

welled up with tears, wishing

orchestrated it all. The Langley family's downfall, Henry and Brendan's feud, Julian's attack on Samuel, Henry ordering the hit on the old man... I admit I had a hand in

ears. "Is this something

smile.

in relief. "Oh, well, that's okay then. There is no evidence, anyway. It's like that butterfly

nodded helplessly towards a police

can't hear anything because of the ringing in your

opened his mouth to speak, but seeing Stella balling her

nodded, turning back to Robin. "You're right, might

and the baby were unexpected..." Colin's eyes reddened as he continued, his voice filled

I really wish... it could be born."

loss for words, not knowing how to express himself

even held back his primal instincts, all to avoid harming the little

desperately wanted

his sobbing

bear to watch, feeling as if I was bullying the honest man. "Um, that journal Dexter gave you—can we