Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 383



"Dexter," Melody called out, her voice cutting through the silence as she addressed Dexter. A shiver ran down my spine. Would I have ever called out to Dexter like that in the past?

And how accurately was Melody portraying 'Phoebe Caldwell' anyway?

"Dexter's got to be some kind of fool to think he's got this all figured out so quickly..." I murmured under my breath, taking refuge behind Colin, gripping his arm tightly. Fear was creeping in.

Where were we even?

Dexter glanced over, his gaze landing on me, his brow furrowing slightly before he looked away without a word.

His look was cold, distant.

Clearly, Dexter had made up his mind that Melody was the real Phoebe Caldwell, and I was just some imposter out to get him.

"What kind of lunatic has got us all caught up in this?" Bran muttered, cursing under his breath. "How did this edgy maniac manage to drag us all here?"

Melody shot me a hostile look and spoke up. "The Fitzgerald family's nanny turned out to be a murderer, lurking within the Fitzgerald household for years, completely undetected."

Dexter's expression darkened, clearly another victim of the nanny, Wendy, who had drugged and brought him here.

I hid behind Colin, taking a deep breath.

Wendy...

was off about Wendy. Wasn't she supposed to be loyal to

if she was, what was the meaning behind her telling me the cherry trees on Celebration Street

outsmarted by someone we trusted," Bran acknowledged, pointing at Colin. "He's the mad one, had

"So, it's just the two of

I didn't correct Bran.

easy, almost as if he'd let it

it was just me who

get us

"Please, save us..."

echoed with the desperate banging

calls were growing

didn't know that the nutrient solution provided for IVs

deplete their energy and blood sugar, eventually

in

behind Colin, nervously clutching the

signaling for me

it, our fingers

warmth from his palm

taken?" Dexter asked grimly,

so long, with