Chapter 98

Evangeline fought back with everything she had, kicking and flailing in the man's hold, but it was useless. Her resistance only seemed to pull him in closer.

Then, a sharp pain shot through her ear.

"Evangeline, if you don't stop squirming, I won't be responsible for what happens next..." hissed a voice, hot and close.

A shiver ran down her spine.

Despite her heavy disguise, he knew her. That was no ordinary creep.

The pain in her ear brought back a flicker of clarity.

Who was that guy? She had to find out.

As her head spun, she heard the click of a door unlocking.

Through the dim light of the hallway, she caught a glimpse of his face—blurry, but familiar.

Those features... They somewhat looked like Walter's.

Impossible. What were the odds that she had bumped into Walter there, in a nightclub where Roslyn had dragged her to let loose?

She must be seeing things. She rubbed her eyes, desperate for a clearer view.

The door shut, plunging the room into darkness.

Evangeline, he