Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 477

On the ride back, Colin and Phoebe were seated in the back, and I realized there was no place for me as I attempted to get in.

Phoebe had this resistant vibe, her aura heavy. She glanced at Bran and, quite effortlessly, tilted her chin upwards, signaling him to close the door for her.

Bran, almost reflexively, shut the door and then paused, as if surprised by his own action.

I remained silent, standing still.

"My driver will take you guys back," Naomi emerged and spoke.

Bran glanced at me, "I'll stay with you."

Finn took the passenger seat, and Robin drove off.

I looked towards Colin, but he never looked back at me.

Him and Phoebe, they really did seem like a match.

But who really was Phoebe?

"So, what do you think about this Phoebe situation?" Bran asked as we got into Naomi's car.

"Right now... I can't really tell who the real Phoebe is," I said, glancing at the driver through the rearview mirror.

Bran didn't push further; after all, we were in someone else's car, not exactly a safe place for such discussions.

"But Colin, he seems convinced she's the real Phoebe. Naomi knows Colin well; she seems aware that anything to do with Phoebe will drive Colin to irrational choices, unconditionally siding with Phoebe," I whispered, fingers tapping lightly on my leg.

fingers

at Colin's mansion. Robin had already arrived with the

of the car, and Phoebe naturally reached out, expecting

hand, grasping her wrist, and helped

but quieted the moment he saw Phoebe, looking

Howler?" Phoebe asked

Colin didn't respond.

a clone?" Phoebe pressed

"Clone," Colin finally replied.

wasn't surprised, as if she had

on the other hand, was taken aback for

Howler, a clone?

here with me?" Phoebe questioned Colin, asking him to make a

me,

I have another

You can

and

He wanted a divorce.

stood frozen,

divorce done

time today," Colin turned to look at

scoffed sarcastically,

away, not

car, the driver had been

into the driver's car. "Please,

nodded and

Colin grow distant through the rearview mirror... the tears wouldn't