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...

really

Damian are in this together. Damian is a traitor," Naomi said, gripping my hair, forcing me to look at Hannah. "Did you hear that? You're with Damian. Her dad hypnotized you, made you forget everything, then implanted new memories about Phoebe Caldwell, creating a false illusion of Phoebe

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

Phoebe. Only if you believed it, others would too,"

one day, believing you were reborn in someone else's body... That was a fallacy, a show put on by

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

'identity,' naturally, she couldn't be disposed of like other test

minions hesitated. "What if the higher-ups blame us? We haven't received any orders yet, and besides, the All-Stars

minion across the face, "I told you to kill her. If the higher ups blame us, I'll take full responsibility! But she must

needed to lie, claim the test subject

at me nervously, worried about the blame from

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my n

mouth down.

terribly, even with the evidence before me, I refused