Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 493

"She's not Phoebe Caldwell... she's Foebe Larson..." Hannah's body trembled uncontrollably, as if she couldn't fight the effects of the drugs. "It's Foebe, after being hypnotized..."

According to Hannah, Foebe was in cahoots with Damian, and I was definitely not the rebirth of Phoebe Caldwell.

I am Foebe Larson.

Phoebe Caldwell was dead.

By the time the police discovered the body in the glass cab, Phoebe Caldwell was already dead.

Damian's hypnosis was so successful, even I... was fooled.

Naomi grabbed my hair, smashing my head against the wall, blood trickling down my forehead.

Ha...

out, I'm really just

hear that? You're with Damian. Her dad

Phoebe Caldwell, her research records, her behaviors... Based on the organization's surveillance logs of Phoebe, you thought

had to trick even you into believing you were Phoebe. Only if you believed it, others would too," Naomi said, looking at me with pity. "Just a

was a fallacy, a show put on by Damian and you. Your

pushed me away, whispering, "Get rid of her, stage a suicide,

disposed

higher-ups blame us? We haven't received any orders yet, and

told you to kill her. If the

the All-Stars Consortium, she just needed to lie, claim

nervously, worried

you kill me, they'll have to take responsibility. If you dare,

my n

mouth down.

me, I refused to believe... I'm not