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...

...

passed before Caleb, the jerk, finally

I leaned against the

me in for another

I whispered sternly, "From now on, don't touch me for a

Colin looked pitiful.

him, pushing him away and heading for

a kicked puppy, Colin seemed to forget he was the

a withering look and had just stepped out of the living room when I saw Bran, sitting straight as an arrow, giving us a mournful look. Clearing my throat, I tried to explain, "The shower was

glared at

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

him, but I was

trouble," Bran said

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

"The international police found

at a

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 she died,

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

in illegal organ transplants. Wealthy

novel.