Save Her Lose Us (Evangeline and Soren) novel Chapter 351

Meanwhile, when Finn learned of Poppy's kidnapping, his theory solidified almost instantly. He summoned the two bodyguards Glenn had assigned to Evangeline and, combining their intel with the information that soon arrived from Arabella, he confirmed his suspicions.

He returned to his room, jotted down a few names on a piece of paper, and handed it to Arabella.

"I need you to investigate the recent activities of everyone on this list."

Arabella's eyebrows rose as she scanned the names. "These are the people whose companies have been hit hardest by Fawkes Enterprises recently. You think it's one of them?"

To speed things up, Finn sent a copy of the list to the two bodyguards, typing out a brief explanation on his phone. "I can't be certain," he said to Arabella without looking up, "but it's a reasonable suspicion."

Only two possibilities made sense regarding the coordinated kidnapping of Evangeline and Poppy: either Poppy was behind it, or Soren was the actual intended target.

He doubted Poppy had the intelligence to pull off such a self-destructive scheme, especially given the power of the Fawkes family in Serenity City. One wrong move and it could blow up in her face. It was too risky and offered too little reward.

That left the most likely scenario: one of Soren's enemies.

After a moment's thought, Finn added, "Focus on Melvin Howard."

He had glanced at Melvin's file before. The man had once been one of Soren's most ardent flatterers, and the most vicious in his mockery of Evangeline. But rumor had it that Soren had recently broken his leg, and it was over Evangeline. The hatred born from bankruptcy and business pressure was nothing compared to the sting of betrayal. In this context, Melvin's motive for revenge was the strongest.

Arabella let out a soft hiss. "Melvin?"

*Evangeline, you have to be okay*, he thought fiercely.

Back in the warehouse, the room was eerily quiet. Evangeline moved silently behind the dozing guard, but just as she raised the brick, his eyes fluttered open. Before he could make a sound, she brought the brick down hard, knocking him unconscious. She then swiftly dealt with the second, already sleeping guard.

Her movements were clean and efficient. Poppy, watching from her chair, was frozen in shock.

Evangeline, dressed in an elegant, alluring dress, her figure slender and graceful, now stood with a blood-smeared brick in her hand. Her expression was cold and ruthless. Poppy felt a chill run down her spine. She had never seen this side of Evangeline before.

As she stared, dumbfounded, Evangeline turned and looked directly at her.