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...

...

how much time passed before Caleb, the jerk,

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

me

whispered sternly, "From now on, don't touch

Colin looked pitiful.

pushing him away

seemed to forget he was the relentless one

saw Bran, sitting straight as an arrow, giving us a mournful look. Clearing my

at

you doing here?" Colin retorted, casually

I was really thirsty, so I took a

trouble," Bran

peeling an apple for me, paused, looking up at Bran. "Give

"The international police found

at a

the police were on her trail, so she deliberately stirred up media attention online before infiltrating the organization. They caught Ker and took her to their hideout. Before

geniuses have been rescued, six of whom are foreigners. The rest have been

continued, "The hideout was involved in illegal organ transplants. Wealthy clients

novel.