Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 394



I knew what James was up to. He was convinced Colin was the murderer and wanted to push Colin to his limits, hoping to provoke him into revealing himself.

Clutching the knife in my hand, I began to back away slowly.

James's laughter grew more maniacal, as if my fear was fueling his joy. "Come on then? Don't say I haven't been good to you," he taunted the men around him.

Some of them looked shell-shocked, understandably so since Jaxon's body was still dangling from the rafters, and they weren't in the mood.

But there were always the wild ones...

Like Archer.

"Do you remember me?" Archer's voice was deep as he approached me.

I frowned, who was he?

"Phoebe Caldwell..." he sounded unhinged as he suddenly grabbed my neck, calling me Phoebe Caldwell.

I looked at him, puzzled. Could he recognize me too?

"You've got the wrong person; she just looks a bit like Phoebe Caldwell," James tried to caution Archer, to avoid any fatalities. "You're crazy, seeing Phoebe Caldwell in everyone."

Clearly, Archer was beyond reason, ignoring James's words. "Remember this... all thanks to you."

Archer began to unbuckle his belt.

I panicked, trying to break free from his grasp.

But he was too strong.

As he dropped his pants, I instinctively closed my eyes, not wanting to see.

ruining me... I should be married with kids by

filled with hatred, blaming Phoebe

face was turning red, the sense of impending

yourself," Yale seemed scared too, seeing that Archer was out for

people over, trying to

a tight grip on me. "Die, Phoebe Caldwell, you

"Crazy woman."

to lose consciousness from suffocation, the

this floor seemed to flicker off at random

the dagger Dexter gave me into his

pain and finally

I collapsed on the ground, my head pounding from the lack of

to be breaking through the surface

advantage of her

times have you violated her?" I remembered standing

chair, the one I had just saved myself from, was

I haven't scared

the memory, my laughter was

red from crying, naked, with

had

On the

Archer was also naked,

eyes wide with

with terror. "Phoebe

maniac, what are

to do!" Content

who can't control

should be eu pret

hand, and stabbed

Clean and decisive.