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 just a

to look at Hannah. "Did you hear that? You're with Damian. Her dad hypnotized you, made you forget everything, then implanted

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

into believing you were Phoebe. Only if you believed it, others would too," Naomi said, looking at me with pity. "Just a pitiful creature who

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 suicide,

had an 'identity,' naturally, she couldn't be disposed

us? We haven't received any orders yet, and besides, the All-Stars Consortium just took her

the face, "I told you to kill her. If the higher ups blame us,

All-Stars Consortium, she just needed to lie, claim the test subject died by

looked at me nervously, worried about the

others... If you kill me, they'll have to take responsibility. If you dare, do it yourself." I

my n

mouth down.

even with the evidence before me, I refused to believe... I'm not Phoebe, I'm just