Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 326

I blinked, a sense of dread washing over me. Somehow, I'd known it all along.

Deep down, I'd harbored suspicions about Damian too.

You can't catch a fox without entering its den, and Colin would never have let me approach Damian without a plan. So, he checked himself into the mental sanatorium voluntarily, hoping to dig up some dirt.

"Find anything?" I whispered.

"He's got a knack for messing with people's heads... a real talent," Colin murmured back. "He's a master of psychology, skilled in hypnosis and the strategic use of drugs."

I shivered, fearfully clutching Colin's wrist. "You shouldn't have tangled with him..."

"But I found his Achilles' heel." He leaned in close, his breath tickling my ear. "His daughter..."

I glanced sideways at Colin. "His daughter?"

"While I was in the psych ward, I noticed Damian, obsessed with his research on the mentally ill, interrupted his consultations three times to take calls. Each time, his face lit up with a smile, and the caller ID showed 'Sweetie Pie.' The voice on the other end was that of a young girl, definitely under thirteen, calling him 'Daddy.'"

genetic issues, a rare disease. There wasn't much news about her after a few years, and rumors started to circulate that she had passed away. His younger daughter, born to his current wife, should

up, looking down at me. "Phoebe, there's something off

up at Colin, it took a moment before I could speak. "Before my memory

connected

borrowed

following the trail all

wary of Colin's familiarity with Damian, which didn't seem to be just a recent development.

faltered, and he seemed

He was always evading.

know, or

are things I need to get to the bottom of. Forgetting and ignorance might not be blessings for me; they could

Colin didn't truly trust

car accident... I've been investigating, looking into Damian, into

it; he'd been onto Damian for a long time. Under

...

At Colin's villa.