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.'"

my homework on Damian. His eldest daughter was born to his ex-wife, just a couple of years before you, born with serious genetic issues, a rare disease. There wasn't

up, looking down at me.

looked up at Colin, it took a moment before I could speak. "Before my memory loss... did I know something? Did

might be connected to the

borrowed

been following the trail

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

Colin's voice faltered, and he

He was always evading.

me to know, or just afraid I'd

Forgetting and ignorance might not be

didn't truly trust

investigating, looking into Damian, into anyone connected to

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

...

At Colin's villa.