Save Her Lose Us (Evangeline and Soren) novel Chapter 210

The crowd erupted once more at the final words.

Helena and Clyde both froze in shock.

But Clyde, thinking quickly, snatched the microphone from Old Mrs. Fawkes’s trembling hand. “My mother’s exhausted,” he announced. “She’s just rambling now. Please, let’s get her back to her room so she can rest.”

Helena recovered her composure and hurried to coax Old Mrs. Fawkes away.

But the old woman didn’t budge. Instead, she gave a pointed nod toward the entrance.

A sharply dressed lawyer strode forward, carrying a stack of neatly prepared papers. He stopped in front of Evangeline and offered her a folder.

Evangeline stood rooted to the spot. She hadn’t seen this coming at all.

Old Mrs. Fawkes owned almost half of the Fawkes family’s shares. With this transfer, Evangeline would control half the Fawkes fortune.

Flora rushed over, lunging for the documents and glaring at Evangeline. “Evangeline, what did you do to Grandma? Why would she hand the Fawkes family shares to an outsider like you? What did you give her?!”

The lawyer easily held the folder out of reach.

“I’m sorry, Miss Fawkes,” he said coolly. “We’ve already run all necessary tests. When this will and transfer agreement were drafted, Mrs. Fawkes was of sound mind.”

“Both the will and the transfer are entirely legal.”

He turned to Evangeline, extending the documents again. “Miss Whitmore.”

Evangeline hesitated, her breath quickening.

Old Mrs. Fawkes smiled gently. “Evangeline, do you remember what you promised me?”

Of course she remembered.

Before coming to the hotel, Old Mrs. Fawkes had specifically asked her to visit the family home. She’d told her—no matter what happened tonight, no matter what she said, Evangeline had to agree.

But she had never imagined something like this.

Evangeline knew Old Mrs. Fawkes wasn’t reckless. If this agreement was being handed to her now, it must have been drawn up long ago. Still, she couldn’t understand why. Old Mrs. Fawkes had always been kind to her, but to give her half the family’s fortune?

She paused, then finally asked, “Why?”

Old Mrs. Fawkes’s eyes softened. “Years ago, your mother saved my son’s life. If not for her, there would be no Fawkes family as it is today. You’ve suffered so much with us over the years. This is what we owe you. It’s yours by right.”

Evangeline opened her mouth, but Helena cut her off. “But Soren married her, just as we agreed. He gave her three years of marriage. We already repaid the debt to her mother.”

Old Mrs. Fawkes gave a cold little laugh. “Who ever said marriage is a repayment for saving a life?”

“And besides, we all know what Soren put her through these past years. Was that gratitude, or was it punishment?”

Across the room, Poppy glanced at Soren.

He stood silent, brow furrowed, eyes fixed on Evangeline—thoughtful, but showing no intention of fighting for the shares.

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