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

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

behaviors... Based on the organization's surveillance logs of Phoebe,

you were Phoebe. Only if you believed it, others would too," Naomi said, looking at me with pity. "Just a pitiful creature who doesn't even know who

else's body... That was

rid of her, stage a suicide, throw

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

haven't received any orders yet, and besides, the All-Stars Consortium

told you to kill her. If the higher ups blame us, I'll

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

minions looked at me nervously, worried

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

my n

mouth down.

evidence before me, I refused to believe... I'm not Phoebe,