Chapter 475

I didn't pay attention to Naomi and looked up at 'Phoebe Caldwell' standing on the balcony.

She appeared hollow, her eyes lifeless, like she wasn't really there.

Yet, her gaze was fixed on Colin.

Colin stood below, probably captivated by the face of the woman he loved...

"Colin..." After what seemed like an eternity, she finally spoke his name.

I could see Colin stiffen, his fingers clenching tightly.

Naomi seemed confident, after all, this was a perfect clone of Phoebe, an identical twin in essence.

It was inevitable that Colin would be drawn to her.

"Carter..." Phoebe's' gaze shifted to Bran, her voice hollow and numb as she called out Carter's name.

Bran frowned, standing still, his gaze locked on her.

Finn, on the other hand, was freaked out, his body tense as he edged closer to Bran. "Who's she calling? What's going on? She gives me the creeps, calling out to Carter like that. Why's it feel so chilly all of a sudden?"

scared of Carter, and it was pretty

even mentioning his name seemed like a way to keep

calling me," Bran said

Bran, took a good look as if reassured. "Scared me there. You know, you

Bran frowned, silent.

muttered, still seemingly annoyed. "If ghosts were real, they'd have their own scores to settle,

meaningfully, almost as

froze, then suddenly looked

to his death, were all dead... A serial killing spree took out everyone

ruined building had taken care of them

in a glass case was meant to tell everyone she was gone. No matter who appeared, it wouldn't be her. She was unique...

her death, perhaps knowing that the organization might attempt to

especially about my death,

memories would occasionally

doubt myself, questioning if I

she is

the woman above. "Gics, appearance, maybe

could all

but she's just

prototype. How can you be so sure the dead Phoebe Caldwell was

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