Chapter 474

It seemed to be the perfect opportunity for Naomi, making her claims more credible.

The Phoebe who had died was not the real Phoebe.

The real Phoebe had lost her memory in a car accident four years ago and had been taken away by the organization.

"Colin, do you believe what Naomi says?" Bran echoed the question swirling in my mind.

Colin didn't respond, just glanced at me.

I felt a sourness in my nose, a void of safety enveloping me.

"Why are you sitting between me and my wife?" Colin finally spoke, his voice heavy with an unspoken threat.

I instinctively looked up, my eyes slightly reddened.

Just then, Colin kicked Bran lightly and grabbed my hand. "I want to sit next to Phoebe."

The passenger side, Finn mockingly mimicked Colin, shaking his head, "I want to sit next to Phoebe..."

Forced to switch seats, Colin ended up in the middle.

"I was thinking, why did the organization suddenly release Naomi as this maternal figure and replace Phoebe with a new subject... Their goal must be to reclaim the 'Foebe Larson' subject, release a new clone, and then... temporarily halt operations, laying low until the time is right to resume?" Colin whispered.

Finn gave Colin a thumbs up. "That's exactly what I was thinking."

my hand tighter. "That means...

use every means to

truth. The Phoebe isn't really Phoebe; what she holds is the real Phoebe." I stared out the car window, speaking again. "Colin, the Phoebe you

this was the conclusion, it would be the

Colin tightened his grip on my

at him, my heart in

...

stopped in front of a villa in the outskirts

a hill, surrounded by serene

car, I saw

her hair billowing

clenched, and my steps

wasn't just similar to Phoebe; she was an

also looked our way, her gaze

and an identical

A terrifying experiment, indeed.

stunned, involuntarily drawn into

cursed in shock, turning to Finn. "Damn... If I hadn't seen Phoebe's body with my own eyes, I'd believe she was

hadn't been discovered, finding

seen Phoebe's body and firmly believed she wasn't dead, encountering this

The thought was chilling.

displayed in a glass

she not want to die anonymously, to be

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