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Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 237
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Chapter 237 “Try yelling one more time, | dare you.” | sneered, yanking Coraline’s hair and slamming her head against the cold concrete floor. “No one’s coming to save you here. Your mommy and daddy can’t hear your cries. Trust me, I'd ruin that pretty face of yours.” Coraline was petrified, her voice trembling. “Have you lost your mind, Foebe Larson? If you hurt me. Mom and Dad will make you pay. Don’t think just because you married slunatic...” Her words were cut short by her own scream as my nail pierced her skin.

“Did you forget how you treatedback in high school, huh?” Memories of Foebe’s journal entries surged throughlike a wave of boiling blood.

For sreason, | felt a raging, uncontrollable sensation bubbling inside me. It felt like a hypoglycemic attack, but was it really just low blood sugar? Or was it more like an adrenaline rush, a surge of excitement? Startled by my thoughts, | swallowed hard, pulling Coraline to her feet. “I remember you had people beatup, strippeddown, forcedto drink toilet water, didn’t you?” As | recollected the incidents Foebe had penned in her journal, | could feel my blood boiling, like something long suppressed was clawing its way out.

Coraline looked atin horror. “Is madness contagious? You've gone insane, Foebe. You can’t threatenlike this...” | silenced her with a slap, her hair in my grasp. When she tried to speak again, | delivered another slap, until she was too scared to make a sound.

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“Coraline, your grandma's been asking for you, you know. She’s at the Sea City Hospital. Don’t forget to visit her, because, well, you might not get another chance.” | chuckled coldly.

If Colin had evidence that Foebe Larson’s adoptive P< I. traffickers, then it was tto act.

| was ready to throw these monsters in jail. They had shattered so many lives. These scum of the earth deserved nothing but death.

“As for you, I'll make sure you get your fifteen minutes of freal soon.” | declared, rising to my feet. | took a deep breath, stretching my neck.

If I was going to use Foebe's body, it was only right to seek vengeance for her, wasn't it? She chose death over allowing them to kill me, over becoming my replacement. Although I couldn't figure out why | woke up in her body, given her conscience, it was my duty to deal with these lowlifes. I'd start with the ones mentioned in her journal, one by one.

No mercy.

“Foebe, what are you planning to do?” Coraline continued to nag.

1/2 11:48 Chapter 237 Suddenly, a ringing in my ears drovemad, my actions becoming erratic.

| don’t know how long the ringing lasted, but by the t| cto, Coraline was bound with rope, hanging from the warehouse rafters, her cries of terror echoing my ears as she thought I had lost my mind.

| was shocked myself; how had | managed to hoist her up there? It was only when | saw the table and the barrels on the ground that | remembered leveraging them to pull her up.

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She dangled there, gagged, not at risk of dying but certainly scared out of her wits. Her skirt was drenched; she'd be having nightmares for life.

But did this even cclose to a thousandth of what she’d done to Foebe? The journal recounted how Coraline had someone beat Foebe until she wet herself, then everyone laughed, forcing her to kneel and lick it clean.

These people were vile.

had never imagined human hearts could be so dark.

Jealousy and fear of Foebe stealing her affluent life led Coraline to unleash such malice upon her.

“Enjoy the view, and be careful not to fall. It could kill you,” | said as | drove a few long nails into a plank and placed it beneath the suspended Coraline.

If she struggled and fell, she'd land right on those nails, and that would certainly hurt.

“Mmmph...” She continued to cry, to whimper. “Mmmph caww poweece...” She was probably trying to say she’d call the cops on me.

| laughed. “Is there a camera here? Who sawtie you up? I'm pregnant, for Pete's sake. | don’t have the strength to lift you up there. Besides, I'm carrying the Langley heir. Think about it, even if your parents found out, do you think they'd let the cops arrest me?”