Save Her Lose Us (Evangeline and Soren) novel Chapter 247

Given the circumstances, she had no choice but to take the initiative.

This was a silent game of strategy, with neither side willing to make the first move.

Poppy made her way toward the door, deliberately slowing her pace, hoping for a word from Soren. But he remained silent, not even glancing her way. She paused at the threshold and, with forced effort, lugged her suitcase onto the front step, sneaking a glance over her shoulder at him.

“Wait.”

His voice, low and commanding, finally broke the silence behind her.

A barely-there smile flickered on Poppy’s lips.

She turned to see Soren striding over, taking the suitcase from her without a word. Just as she was about to speak, he carried it outside and set it firmly beyond the door.

Her smile froze.

“I’ll have Gregory drive you,” Soren said, his tone cool and final. “The new building has tight security. You’ll be safe there.”

The hope that had just sparked in Poppy’s chest was doused as if with a bucket of ice water.

She hesitated, then forced a smile. “Alright.”

It didn’t matter.

The game wasn’t over yet.

Evangeline and Soren were already divorced.

Even if she couldn’t stay in the house, there would be other chances for her and Soren. After all, she still worked at Fawkes Enterprises—and she had Flora on her side.

Compared to Evangeline, her odds were much better.

…

He shrugged, feigning regret. “Guess I’ll have to stick to the truth, then.”

Evangeline arched an eyebrow. Truth be told, Finn was too good at playing a part—good enough that with that face of his, he could easily pass for a movie star. Sometimes, even if he lied, she couldn’t tell the difference.

But tonight, the rules were set: a game of “Truth or Drink,” trading questions, and every answer had to be honest. If someone refused to answer, they had to take a shot.

Finn had suggested the game, so tonight, she’d trust that he’d play it straight.

“Let’s roll to see who asks first,” Finn suggested, reaching for the dice.

Before he could grab them, Evangeline picked up a shot, downed it in one smooth motion as if it were water, and set the empty glass down. “I’ll go first.”

She fixed her gaze on him. “You and Victor—what’s really going on between you?”

Finn’s fingers stilled for a moment.