Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

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?"

obviously scared of Carter, and it

Carter, even mentioning his name seemed like a way to keep

calling me,"

if reassured. "Scared me there.

Bran frowned, silent.

me... wouldn't know danger if it killed them," Finn muttered, still seemingly annoyed. "If ghosts were real, they'd have their own scores to settle,

almost as if he was trying

then suddenly looked up at

took out everyone who

a ruined building had taken care of

Bran observed, looking at Colin again.. "But Phoebe's body being displayed in a glass case was meant to tell everyone she was gone. No matter who appeared, it wouldn't be her. She was unique...

prove her death, perhaps knowing that the organization might attempt to

head was pounding, certain memories, especially about my

would occasionally

even started to doubt myself, questioning if I really

she is Phoebe,

said, looking up at the woman above. "Gics, appearance, maybe

could all belong

she's just

smiled. "Everyone is a prototype. How can you be so sure the dead Phoebe Caldwell was