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

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

organization's surveillance logs of Phoebe, you thought it'd be easy to impersonate her,"

believing 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

Phoebe. So, when you suddenly woke up one day, believing you were reborn in someone else's body... That was a fallacy, a show put on by Damian and you. Your real goal was to expose the organization, to draw police attention to

her,

couldn't be disposed of like other test subjects, leaving nothing

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

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

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

me nervously, worried about the

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

my n

mouth down.

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