Ch. 153: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 153

Chapter 153Norah’s dark eyes were filled with determination. She was different now, more resolute than ever.

“Fine. I’ll meet you at the Civil Affairs Bureau next Wednesday,” Kevin said coldly.

Norah thought it over. Wednesday was still days away, and anything could happen in that time. But she was ready now; she didn’t want to wait around, giving time for more issues to surface. “Why not do it today? I don’t want to drag this out.”

Kevin’s tone was ice-cold. “Bianca’s situation isn’t settled yet.”

Norah clenched her jaw. Despite her innocence being proven online, Kevin’s mistrust lingered. Still, he had agreed to the divorce. That was at least something.

Back in his study, Kevin lit a cigarette as he took a call from his assistant, Kian.

“Mr. Edwards, since Madame posted her evidence, public opinion has turned against Ms. Lynch. People are saying she staged the whole thing, and it’s now affecting the company.”

Kevin had expected the backlash. “What’s the status on the gift analysis? Any leads on who’s behind the poisoning?” he asked, his voice sharp with impatience.

Kian replied, “Nothing definitive yet. All signs still point to Madame as the prime suspect, though she’s proven her innocence. If anyone’s likely behind it, it’s Bianca.”

Kevin frowned. The Bianca he knew was self-sacrificing, even putting herself in harm’s way to help others. This scheming behavior didn’t align with the person he thought he knew. “Keep tabs on Bianca. Leave the online chatter alone for now.”

“Understood,” Kian said, ending the call.

But Kevin’s phone rang again. This time, it was his father’s number. He hesitated, but ultimately answered. To his surprise, it was Siena, not his father, on the line.

“Kevin, haven’t you seen the news? Bianca’s reputation is on the line. If this keeps escalating, her career could be ruined,” Siena said urgently. “Kevin, we have to clear this up.”

She continued, clearly emotional. “The gift only went through my hands and Norah’s. Sure, Norah’s evidence looks convincing, but she could have faked it. You need to make Norah confess. Bianca deserves an explanation!”

Kevin cut her off, his tone steely. “I’ll handle it, Siena. I don’t need instructions from you.”

He hung up without a word to his father.

Siena was fuming as she turned to her husband, Martin, who was sitting calmly with his tea, detached from the family’s drama. Her frustration boiled over. “You came back here for the first time in forever, and you can’t even be bothered to support your son or me! Did you hear how he spoke to me?”

Martin, unbothered, set his teacup down and responded, “Kevin said he’d handle it. Let him.”

“Handle it?!” Siena’s anger flared. “He’s so entangled in this that he doesn’t know what he’s doing! He’s going to let everything spiral out of control.”

Martin’s gaze was steady but cold. “Whatever happens is his business. Stop meddling.”

Siena’s voice wavered, tears welling up. “He’s our son! How can you act like this doesn’t matter?”

But Martin simply stood, grabbing his things. “I’m leaving. Don’t bother with dinner.” And with that, he walked toward the door.

As he left, Siena’s anger and hurt bubbled over. “Go ahead! Don’t come back, not ever!”

Martin ignored her outburst, got in his car, and drove away without a backward glance.

With no work commitments and plenty of time on her hands, Norah tried to keep herself busy. She got a call from Gloria, who was quick to notice her friend’s distress.

“Norah, I saw everything online. You should have taken my advice and used this opportunity to finalize your divorce. You’d be free by now.”

Norah sighed, explaining that Kevin had agreed to meet her at the Civil Affairs Bureau on Wednesday. While she was relieved, the whole situation still felt hollow. Three years, and she was still leaving empty-handed, without Kevin’s heart.

Sensing her friend’s disappointment, Gloria offered, “I’m hosting an art exhibition tomorrow. Why don’t you come stay with me tonight? Afterward, we could even go abroad to clear your mind.”

Norah hesitated, recalling how Kevin had once suggested taking her to Foutumsally for a getaway. But that was then. “Thanks, Gloria. I’ll come by tonight.”

“Perfect,” Gloria replied. They ended the call, and Norah went to find Kevin.

“I’m heading over to Gloria’s,” she told him. “I won’t be back tonight, and maybe not tomorrow. Are we still going to Foutumsally, or was that just talk?”

Kevin’s gaze was unreadable. “What’s this, Norah? Planning a last trip before the divorce goes through?”