Ch. 122: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 122

Chapter 122The two shared an unspoken understanding and remained silent.

Norah returned to her room to finish packing. With James’s funeral over, it was time to leave.

"Norah," Gwen called as she walked in.

Norah turned to face her mother. "Mom."

Gwen sat beside her, clearly wanting to talk. Noticing this, Norah joined her on the couch. "What is it, Mom?"

"Kevin didn't come this time?" Gwen asked.

Norah shook her head. "No."

Gwen looked at her thoughtfully. "You mentioned you were close to divorcing before, but then he came to help you. That doesn’t look like a couple on the verge of splitting up. If this continues, it will only complicate things."

She didn’t want Norah owing Kevin too much, complicating the situation further.

Norah replied, "We didn’t inform him when we came here. I’ll thank him properly later."

"But why is he still helping you?" Gwen sounded confused. "If I didn’t know better, I’d think you two were still in a good marriage. Everyone knows now that I have a great son-in-law; they won’t stop praising him. I can’t make sense of it."

Gwen couldn't comprehend why Norah would stay in a loveless marriage while running her business so passionately. Even after three years of marriage, Kevin seemed intent on publicly claiming his role as Norah’s husband.

Gwen sighed. "I just want you to find happiness with someone who loves you, whether they’re wealthy or not. Kevin has his merits, but it’s not meant to last."

Norah understood her mother’s concerns. "I know, Mom," she reassured her with a gentle smile. "Don’t worry. I will leave this marriage."

Gwen held Norah’s hand, her voice tinged with sadness. "You’ve endured so much, Norah."

Despite everything, Norah had long accepted her situation.

After Gwen left, Norah felt as if someone was lingering outside the door, hesitating to come in. She stepped out to find Linda and Sierra pushing and pulling each other.

"Mom, if we don’t talk to her now, we might miss our chance," Sierra urged.

Linda hesitated. "Let me think for a moment."

The history between her and Norah was strained, and Linda wasn’t sure if Norah would be willing to help. Linda struggled to put her pride aside, wavering at the door.

Norah came forward and saw them. Linda, now caught, pursed her lips, unable to speak. Sierra noticed Norah and greeted her, "Cousin."

Sensing they had something on their minds, Norah asked, "Is something wrong?"

Sierra hesitated briefly before saying, "You mentioned before that my father's death wasn’t an accident, that someone was involved. We want to know more."

Norah invited them in, offering them seats and making hot tea.

"Cousin," Sierra began, "I apologize for everything my mother and I have done to you."

Their previous actions had been harsh, and they feared Norah would hold it against them, refusing to help.

"It’s in the past," Norah replied calmly. She wasn’t one to dwell on grudges, but she did want to find solid proof.

"Tell me what you know about the person involved," Norah prompted.

Sierra admitted, "I told my dad about my mom being detained, and he confronted you. He was provoked by someone—I saw them plotting together. You said it was the same person who influenced us. We don’t know her name, but we can recognize her face. Is there anything we can do?"

Linda, filled with regret, spoke up. "Norah, we’ve paid a heavy price for James’s actions. I know I’ve said terrible things to you at the funeral, and I’m sorry for that. I wasn’t thinking clearly. Now, I just want to find the person responsible for James’s death, no matter what it takes."

"Auntie," Norah said softly, "the past is over. Let’s focus on moving forward. I’ll find a way to help Sierra with her internship, even if it can’t be at Edwards. I’ll make sure she’s not left struggling."

Norah’s connections would surely help Sierra land on her feet.

"Thank you, Norah," Linda said, visibly relieved. Sierra echoed her gratitude.

Returning to the issue at hand, Norah pulled out her phone and opened a photo. She showed them a picture, asking, "Is this the person who influenced you?"

Both Linda and Sierra leaned in, their expressions turning to shock. They pointed at the photo, exclaiming, "Yes, that’s her!"

"How did you know?" they asked in surprise.

Norah had taken the photo at the cemetery, suspecting Lola’s involvement and preparing for their identification. Her instincts had been correct.

"I know her," Norah said. "She’s been targeting me through those around me. She’s the one behind all of this."

Sierra’s face paled. "I saw her at the cemetery! She tried to harm you, but she’s responsible for my father’s death!"

Filled with regret, Sierra realized the extent to which they had been manipulated.

"I’ll call the police," Norah decided.

Given the public nature of the live broadcast, Lola’s instigation carried significant consequences. As for Uncle James’s death, Lola’s capture would likely yield critical evidence during questioning.

"Norah, you must bring her to justice!" Linda cried. "She’s ruined our lives and killed James. She must pay for this!"

The pieces were finally coming together.

Norah notified the police and arranged for a search for Lola and Siena. But by then, both women had already left town.

"I have to return home," Norah informed Linda and Sierra. "I’ll keep you updated."

"Alright, and thank you for everything," Linda replied sincerely.

Norah alerted the authorities at her destination and prepared to travel back with her parents. Kevin had already returned earlier, and in her haste, Norah hadn’t informed him about the unfolding situation.

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Meanwhile, in the Edwards’ Mansion, Lola was comfortably enjoying local chicken soup. Siena had been taking great care of her ever since her pregnancy was confirmed, ensuring she had the best food and attention.

Lola, now pampered and glowing, was in the middle of her meal when her phone rang unexpectedly.