Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 395



Everyone was on edge, holding their breaths as they scanned the surroundings warily.

I leaned against the wall, panting, my gaze falling to my hands covered in blood...

But I had only nicked Archer's arm with the knife, it shouldn't have resulted in so much blood on my hands.

Instinctively hiding my hands behind me, I frantically rubbed the fresh blood off my hands.

It wasn't me... I didn't do it.

But why was there blood on my hands?

"It was her!" James suddenly pointed the finger at me. "I saw the blood on her hands."

"Crazy... figures, anyone associated with that lunatic is a lunatic!"

Emotions were running high among the crowd.

"If you ask me, if that lunatic doesn't let us out, we should just kill his wife," James whispered, inciting those around him to take action against me. "Yeah! Let us out or we're going to kill her!" They surrounded me, shouting at the cameras.

I sat on the floor, my body tense, and spoke firmly. "Killing me won't help. Caleb is definitely not behind this, and even if he was... killing me wouldn't solve your problems. He's already abandoned me."

"Pfft, killing you would at least be satisfying," someone retorted, expressing a desire to kill me to vent their frustration.

time on me, we should look for a way out before the next blackout. Haven't you noticed? Every time the power goes down, someone

them from the ceiling, I wouldn't be sitting here listening to

at any moment, and right now,

"We found the exit!"

was about to make his move, Dexter's voice echoed from the end

towards

direction. He glanced back and whispered, "They're all

me

heavier, and my

"Click!"

we reached the exit, the entire seventeenth floor went

had already descended the stairs, leaving Dexter

in the darkness, I instinctively pushed Dexter towards the

"Thud!" A sound.

distinctly felt someone behind me push me, sending me tumbling down

I fell, I heard Dexter's panicked voice,

ground, feeling disoriented, unable to feel pain,

wasn't fatal,

floor was well-lit, my nose

...

I was unconscious, but I woke to the sound of people

still think

you? How

do I need to tell you