Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 467

My hand flew to my mouth, a gesture of shock and a rare show of modesty these days.

Digging my nails into Colin's hand, I left three red trails across his skin...

Colin just chuckled, taking a sharp breath and pulling me closer.

"Get lost..." At that moment, I was too flustered and furious to care about anything else, my heart racing with indignation.

Colin, however, skillfully changed the subject, avoiding my questions.

"Phoebe... it's not over," he insisted, refusing to let go.

Angered, I bit down on his neck in frustration, simultaneously hitting and pushing him, scared of actually hurting him.

He probably took it as some twisted form of affection, continuing his advances with a smirk...

"Caleb, you're done for," I threatened, my anger heightened by his deliberate provocations, his voice taking on a mock-serious tone...

I kept biting him, trying to stay quiet despite the urge to scream.

All I could do was endure...

...

Caleb, the jerk, finally decided to let me

legs were shaking... I leaned against the wall, glaring at

pulled me in

now on, don't

Colin looked pitiful.

pushing him away and

me like a kicked puppy, Colin seemed to forget he was the relentless one moments ago. "Babe, you don't even recognize

straight as an arrow, giving us a mournful

at

in broad daylight, what are you doing here?" Colin retorted, casually

didn't respond to him, but I was really

in trouble," Bran said

me, paused, looking up at Bran. "Give me

"The international police found

at

hideout. She knew the police were on her trail, so she deliberately stirred up media attention online before infiltrating the organization. They

sixteen young geniuses have been rescued, six of whom are foreigners.

hideout was involved in illegal

novel.