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 a

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,

organization's surveillance logs

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

you were reborn in someone else's body... That was a fallacy, a show

"Get rid of her, stage a suicide, throw her into the

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

the higher-ups blame us? We haven't received any orders yet, and besides, the All-Stars Consortium just

Naomi, seemingly losing it, slapped a minion across the face, "I told you to kill her. If the higher ups blame us, I'll take full responsibility! But she

Consortium, she just needed to lie, claim the test subject

at me nervously, worried about the blame

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

my n

mouth down.

terribly, even with the evidence before me, I refused to believe...