Rebirth of Billionaire's Wife (Eveline)

Chapter 395 395: Maybe they were going to kill her

Meanwhile, Kaden and the rest returned to the base, carrying the cameras they had installed around Sherlyn's apartment. The moment they decoded the footage, it became crystal clear—she had been abducted.

What surprised them most was how the kidnappers managed to slip past the residential guards unnoticed. If anything, it only confirmed their suspicions: this had been planned well in advance.

"Damn, Jedrick. I'm not going to spare him," Kaden seethed, his rage bubbling over as he loaded his gun. He reached for his leather jacket, fully prepared to handle the situation alone.

But Eveline stepped in front of him, stopping him cold.

"You can't act reckless, Uncle. We need to make sure Aunt Sherlyn is safe first," she said firmly.

"You think patience has ever worked with him? The longer we wait, the more twisted and dangerous he gets," Kaden snapped, his voice sharp with frustration.

Normally, Kaden was calculated and precise when it came to taking Jedrick down, dismantling his schemes step by step. But the moment Jedrick laid his hands on Sherlyn, all logic flew out the window. Sitting around, doing nothing, made him feel powerless.

Eveline's expression darkened as she stood her ground, arms crossed tightly.

"And you think confronting him head-on will make him tell you the truth?" she asked, her voice cutting through the tension.

Her words pulled the room into heavy silence.

"She's right, Uncle," Gabriel added, stepping forward to stand beside Eveline. His voice was calm but resolute, grounding the storm of emotions swirling in the room.

"Jedrick isn't the kind of man who'll just spill the truth," Gabriel added, his tone steady but sharp. "He'll twist the entire situation to his advantage. He always does."

"I've checked the footage from every street they passed through," Stefan chimed in, his voice laced with frustration. "But after they crossed Linden Road, the car just vanished. No trace. Like they planned it down to the last second."

slightly as his mind raced. Before he could speak, Luke added his voice to the rising wall

blind won't

air,

feel the burden settling deeper on his shoulders — the pull of his heart clashing

apart every wall until he found her. But even he knew confronting Jedrick without a solid plan

might get Sherlyn hurt. Or

softened but held firm. "We need to find another way to tackle him," she said, watching

to be another way

***

inside the dark, damp room of the warehouse, Sherlyn jolted awake, her body tense and her breathing ragged. Her chest heaved as her eyes blinked rapidly, trying to push through the lingering haze and clear her

had happened. But then, like a dam breaking, the memories

widened

had burst into her home. She'd fought, clawed, and screamed, her desperation outweighing her fear, but her strength had been no match for

their hands pinning her down, the cold prick of a needle against

thing she remembered was her body going limp, her muscles betraying her, as

reality struck her — her wrists and ankles

chest, but no sound could escape,

her life was in danger. And whoever they were, they weren't just criminals; they were

need to do something before they kill me,' she told herself, clinging to the thought like a lifeline, even though deep down she knew escaping was

idea where they had brought her — no hint, no clue — and even less idea of what these men planned to

restraints only bit deeper into her skin. Pain shot through her limbs, forcing a muffled whimper

it hurt, she kept trying — because giving up wasn't an