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.
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