The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 608

She kept thinking about the way the man had pressed the button on the side of his phone. It hadn't been to make a call or send a text—it was a pre-programmed, one-touch self-destruct or distress signal. Was he Logan's man?

Or did he belong to someone else entirely?

The car pulled into the underground garage, and Evelyn stepped out. She took the elevator up, swiped her keycard, and pushed the door open.

Eleanor hadn't arrived yet. The apartment was completely silent. The curtains were drawn halfway, allowing a bright stripe of sunlight to stretch across the carpet.

She sat down on the sofa, pulled out her phone, and sent Sebastian a text.

[Is your mother flying all the way to Switzerland just to act and play nurse, or is there another reason?]

The reply came instantly.

[No other reason. She's just worried about you. I told her you were fine, but she refused to listen. She said you're a pregnant woman, alone in a foreign country without any family around to take care of you, and she simply couldn't accept that.]

Evelyn stared at the text, that familiar wave of warmth washing over her chest once again.

She typed back.

[Can she handle the long-haul flight with her health?]

[She insists she's perfectly fine. She brought Martha along with her, plus a small mountain of nutritional supplements. You don't need to worry about her.]

Evelyn paused, then added one more line.

[I'm going to the airport to pick her up tomorrow.]

[Alright. She'll be thrilled to see you.]

Evelyn set the phone down, stood up, and walked over to the window. Outside, Lake Geneva stretched out in a serene, grayish-blue expanse, the distant mountains still capped in white snow.

She rested a hand gently on her stomach. The tiny life inside gave her a faint, fluttering kick.

"Your grandmother is coming," she whispered. "Looks like you'll have someone to make sure you eat well."

Her phone vibrated again. It was a message from Lance.

[The dive team is in the water. The river isn't wide, but the mud is deep. It might take a few hours. I will update you the moment we have something.]

Evelyn replied with two words: [Understood.]

She tossed her phone onto the coffee table and walked into the bathroom to wash her face. The water from the faucet rushed out, freezing cold. She cupped it in her hands and splashed it over her face, the icy shock bringing a surge of clarity.