Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter and Phoebe) novel Chapter 425

Robin barely hesitated before chomping down on the apple.

For a while, Robin felt no reaction, clearly, he made the right choice.

"Pfft." The eerie voice changer couldn't suppress a laugh.

All of us cast suspicious glances at the cameras on this level, thinking the person behind this was a bit off.

“So, Mr. Finn, any wishes?” the voice asked Finn again.

Finn pointed to himself. “Me? A wish? Well, then bring Bran back safe and sound.”

The voice sounded like it was trying to hold back laughter. “Well then, Mr. Finn, would you dare to eat the remaining food on the table for Bran’s sake? As far as I know, the chances of the leftovers being poisoned are getting higher.”

Finn frowned, glanced back at me and Colin, and muttered, “Is this person behind everything nuts? Is he mocking me?”

Colin nodded earnestly. “Yeah, he’s looking down on you, not sure what you’re made of.”

This reverse psychology was taken seriously.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

Colin, oddly enough, kept staring at me, not looking away.

Finn, provoked, angrily grabbed a bottle of milk from the table. “To die or not to die, that’s life. Anyway, I’m not keen on finding out just yet.”

And so, Finn took a sip through the straw.

Huh, not dead.

Colin looked at him as if he were an idiot, shook his head, and whispered to me, “See, honey, despite both being from the Genius Class, the gap between him and me is quite significant.”

I nodded seriously.

Just as the person behind was about to speak, Silas, who had 'died' earlier, slowly came to, weakly asking for “Water…”

“?” Annora, frightened, hid behind Robin. “He’s not dead!”

“Won’t you come up here? There’s a direct passage to the first floor from here,” Stella asked, trying to suppress her laughter.

“How do we get up there?” Annora asked nervously, considering the height.

“I found a rope to pull you up.” Bran threw down the rope.

Silas, feeling guilty for having run earlier, hid at the back, too ashamed to speak.

“Hold on, let’s eat something first.” Colin grabbed a piece of bread from the table and took a bite. “Need to refuel.”

The others also relaxed and started eating.

“Robin, I want an apple, toss one up here for me,” Stella commanded with a laugh.

Robin snorted, grabbed an apple to throw up to her.

“I don’t want that one, it looks too sour,” Stella said with a hint of playfulness.