Ch. 123: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 123

Chapter 123

Lola answered a call from the nightclub's manager, someone she hadn’t spoken to in a long time. Despite the lack of contact, she was eager to share some good news. Smiling, she said, "Hey, Mom, things are going well now. The baby is healthy, I’m living in a big house, and there are people to take care of me. Especially the child’s grandmother—she really likes me. Life is only going to get better from here."

But the manager’s voice was tense. "Lola, I called because something happened. The police came to ask about you. Did you do something illegal?"

Lola's face turned pale. "The police are really looking for me?" she asked, her voice shaking.

"Yes," the manager confirmed. "They were asking questions, and I didn’t know what to say."

Before the manager could finish, Lola ended the call. Panic set in. The police knew she was staying with the Edwards family, and they would be there soon.

She couldn’t let them catch her. Desperate, she fled the Edwards mansion, unsure where to go. As she ran, she heard the sirens of a police car approaching. They were coming for her.

Her heart raced, and fear made her hands shake. She couldn’t get caught—not now, not after finally finding a better life. She rushed out like a thief in the night, determined to escape.

The police car parked outside the mansion. Siena, hearing the commotion, felt a chill of panic. Why were the police here?

She quickly realized they were looking for Lola. That could only mean one thing—Lola must have committed a crime. Siena’s face darkened with worry. How could someone like Lola, who seemed like a good girl, be involved with the police? It didn’t make sense.

Meanwhile, Lola was running as fast as she could, terrified the police would catch up. Despite her exhaustion and the weight of her growing belly, she kept pushing forward. But where could she go?

Lost and breathless, Lola stopped for a moment, her mind racing. She couldn’t return to the nightclub. Her hometown wasn’t an option either—police would definitely search there.

Suddenly, a bitter thought crossed her mind: If only Bianca hadn’t provoked me, I wouldn’t have done any of this. There was only one person left to turn to.

At Bianca Lynch’s residence, Cleo rushed in with news. “Ms. Lynch, that woman is here to see you.”

Bianca, who was trying on dresses for her upcoming red-carpet event, turned and asked, “Which woman?”

“Who else but Lola?” Cleo replied, sounding annoyed. "She was living in the Edwards family’s mansion—why is she coming to you now? She acts like she knows you so well after just a few encounters."

Bianca hesitated, then said, “Let her in.”

Cleo was surprised. It wasn’t like Bianca to entertain someone like Lola, but she obeyed and went to bring her in.

Lola stumbled into the room, her face flushed and her hair a mess. Her clothes were wrinkled and soaked with sweat, giving her a disheveled appearance. Even with her striking beauty, she looked defeated and desperate.

Gasping for breath, she pleaded, "Ms. Lynch, I finally found you."

Bianca watched her from the mirror, adjusting her luxurious dress and jewelry. The stark contrast between them was undeniable—Bianca embodied elegance and privilege, while Lola seemed like she had been through a storm.

“What do you want?” Bianca asked coldly, her lips curling into a slight smirk.

“Please, help me. The police are going to arrest me,” Lola begged, her voice trembling.

Bianca dismissed Cleo from the room. Once they were alone, Lola sank into a chair by the balcony, her hands wrapped around a steaming cup of tea to steady her nerves.

“I’m at my wit’s end,” she stammered. “The police will arrest me for sure. I can’t go to prison… I can’t…”

Bianca, remaining composed, sipped her black tea and asked quietly, “What did you do?”

Lola’s voice broke as she confessed, “I hurt someone. Norah’s uncle… I had him kidnap Norah, hoping she’d die. But she survived. Her uncle refused to go through with it, so I… I told him to kill her, but he wouldn’t listen. I panicked… I caused an accident. The car exploded, and he died… I thought there was no evidence, but now the police are after me.”

Bianca listened, her eyes narrowing. She had expected Lola to lash out at Norah, but the extent of her actions was alarming. Lola’s usefulness had reached its end.

“You committed these terrible crimes, and now you want me to save you?” Bianca asked, feigning innocence. “You’re a murderer, Lola. I didn’t tell you to do such evil things.”

Lola’s expression changed as the realization dawned on her. “You can’t just abandon me! You’re the one who made me see Norah as an enemy. You convinced me to do all this. You made me believe we were allies, but now you’re turning your back on me?”

Bianca let out a dismissive laugh. “Did I really? Who knows? Even if I did, I never told you to go this far.”

Lola felt her world crumbling. She had been wrong to trust Bianca, who was now distancing herself from the mess.

In a fit of desperation, Lola stood and shouted, “You’re lying! I’m carrying Kevin’s child, and you said you accepted that! You can’t do this to me!”

Bianca’s expression turned icy, her eyes fixed on Lola’s stomach. “If another woman carries his child, then that child doesn’t deserve to live.”

Lola was stunned, realizing the full extent of Bianca’s cruelty. She had nowhere left to run.