Ch. 109: Mr. Edwards' Unraveled Life chapter 109

Chapter 109James frowned and kept smoking, his irritation clear. "Don’t make it sound so bad. Of course, I’ll pay you back once I have the money. Just lend it to me for now."

"I don’t have any money to lend you," Norah said firmly. "If there's nothing else, I’m leaving."

As Norah turned to walk away, James realized she wasn’t taking him seriously. He threw his cigarette to the ground and snarled, "Norah, don’t force me to get nasty with you. It won’t be pretty!"

Norah drove off without looking back. She knew exactly what James was after—a never-ending supply of money. If she gave in now, there'd be no end to his demands.

Lola, hiding nearby, witnessed James's anger and the confrontation. Seeing his frustration, an idea formed in her mind.

If Norah were to disappear, Lola thought, no one could threaten her or her child's future. She might even have a chance at becoming Mrs. Edwards herself. A cunning smile crept across her face.

Norah was driving when Gloria called, so she put on her Bluetooth headset.

"Are you really going through with the divorce from Kevin?" Gloria asked.

"I’ve already given him the divorce papers," Norah replied. "After the cooling-off period, we’ll finalize it."

"Did Kevin agree to it?" Gloria asked, sounding concerned.

"He didn’t say no," Norah replied with a touch of hesitation. "Our three-year marriage contract is over, and he talked about divorce before, so I don’t need his approval now."

"If you’re sure, then I support you," Gloria said gently. "Let’s get together later. We’ll have some fun to cheer you up."

"Sure," Norah agreed. "I’ll meet you in about an hour."

After ending the call, Norah decided to get a check-up that she'd previously postponed. To avoid drawing attention, she went to a private hospital, choosing the VIP channel for its confidentiality.

When she arrived at the hospital's underground parking lot, a sudden chill made her shiver. She had a bad feeling about the place. The dim lighting and eerie silence unsettled her, and she hesitated.

As Norah reached to lock her car, a hand suddenly clamped over her mouth. Panic surged through her as she struggled, but the grip was too strong. She couldn’t break free, couldn’t scream, couldn’t escape.

Fear gripped her heart as she felt herself losing consciousness. Her phone fell from her hand, her screen displaying an unfinished call to someone she would never reach.

An hour and a half later, Kevin's phone rang. Kian, his assistant, glanced at the screen. "Mr. Edwards, it's Ms. Turner's number."

Kevin didn’t seem interested. "Which Ms. Turner? Don’t answer it."

Kian hesitated. "It’s Gloria, Madame's friend. What if it’s important?"

Kevin's face tightened at the mention of Norah. "Isn’t this about the divorce? Ignore it."

Kian reluctantly ended the call, but Gloria kept calling back. "Sir, this might actually be urgent," he said.

Kevin, finally giving in, took the phone. Gloria’s voice was frantic. "Kevin, what’s wrong with you? Norah could be in serious trouble, and you’re not even answering!"

Kevin’s expression changed instantly. "What happened?" he asked, his tone sharp.

"Norah promised to meet me, but she never showed up," Gloria said urgently. "She’s not answering her phone. She never does this unless something’s wrong. I think something might have happened to her!"

Kevin’s worry replaced his irritation. "Did she say where she was going?"

"I don’t know," Gloria replied, regretting not asking for more details.

"Alright, I’ll handle it," Kevin said, hanging up. He tore the IV drip from his hand and ordered Kian, "Get the car ready!"

Ignoring the doctor’s protests about his health, Kevin rushed out of the hospital. Gloria’s words echoed in his mind—Norah never disappeared without a reason.

Once they reached the private hospital, they found Norah’s car in the underground garage, her belongings left behind. Her phone lay on the ground as if she’d tried to make a desperate call.

"Looks like she was taken," Kevin muttered, his face tense.

He checked the surveillance footage, which showed Norah being ambushed. Her attacker wore a mask, making identification impossible. Norah was unconscious when she was carried away.

Kian turned to Kevin, his voice urgent. "Mr. Edwards, we’ve located Madame's last known whereabouts."

Kevin’s face hardened, his worry for Norah intensifying. The search to find her was just beginning.