She withdrew her gaze and called over the two bodyguards waiting near the door.
They stepped into the shop and greeted her respectfully.
Mrs. Drake.
Evelyn spoke plainly.
Someone is planning to kidnap me. You two can save me once, but you can’t shadow me for a lifetime. To get rid of this threat completely, I have to walk into the trap myself.
She pointed toward the flower shop’s side door.
Hide there. If I walk out and they take me, call the police immediately and report them for attempted murder.
The bodyguards exchanged a quick look and nodded.
Yes, Mrs. Drake.
The shop owner finished tying a bundle of fresh jasmine and handed it over. Evelyn paid, chatted briefly, then stepped outside.
She followed the same path toward the curb.
Just as the driver got out to open her door, a
