Ch. 157: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 157

Chapter 157Kevin’s lips curled into a faint smile.

Thud!

Scarlet hit the floor hard, looking a bit humiliated but genuinely hurt. Tears pooled in her eyes as she apologized softly, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Edwards. I think I twisted my ankle. I… I don’t deserve your kindness."

Kevin looked down at her, his voice icy, "You’re right—you deserve none of it. Do you think a little act like that will make me fall for your tricks?"

Scarlet's eyes widened. "Mr. Edwards, you've misunderstood. I really just slipped! These cheap shoes… the heel snapped," she muttered, glancing at her broken shoe.

Unimpressed, Kevin turned away, coldly responding, "Well, if it’s money you need, go see Kian for an advance."

“Thank you, Mr. Edwards!” Scarlet said, bowing slightly.

"Get out," he said curtly.

Since Scarlet was hired on Norah’s recommendation, Kevin figured he’d tolerate her, but he had no patience for her theatrics.

Back at Gloria’s home, Norah relaxed on the sofa, engrossed in a news article about a young girl caught in a scandal. The headline unfairly blamed her, turning public opinion against her despite her innocence. Norah’s heart ached for the girl.

Suddenly, Gloria’s irritated voice filled the room, "For the last time, Lincoln, I don’t need you coming over! If you can’t understand basic English, maybe you should go back to kindergarten!"

With a frustrated sigh, Gloria tossed her phone onto the coffee table.

Norah glanced up. "Lincoln? The same guy who showed up with roses earlier?"

Gloria nodded, rolling her eyes. "Yep. He’s Johnny’s business partner, can you believe it?”

Norah knew Johnny was Gloria’s half-brother, and their relationship was strained at best.

"Is that why you dislike him so much?" Norah asked.

"Not entirely," Gloria replied, exasperated. "I told him flat-out that I’m not interested, but he keeps showing up—he’s like a stalker! It’s unsettling."

Norah was about to respond when her phone buzzed with a message in her college group chat. The message was from Micah, announcing a class reunion combined with a celebration for Preston Erickson’s newborn son at Red Leaf Villa.

"A little ridiculous, don’t you think? Preston’s baby turns a month old, and he’s not even the one inviting us—he has Micah doing it," Gloria grumbled.

Micah quickly replied in the chat, explaining that Preston had been at the hospital recently, so he was helping with arrangements. Norah turned to Gloria, “I actually ran into Micah during a check-up, and he told me Preston’s son has a congenital heart condition.”

“Ah, so it’s more than just a reunion—it’s a fundraiser,” Gloria realized. Her expression softened.

Looking at Norah’s belly, Gloria’s tone became serious. “Norah, you need to take care of yourself, okay? Regular check-ups, no junk food, no heavy lifting, and stay away from anything toxic. If you don’t have somewhere else to stay, you can live here. I’ll take care of everything—even when the baby’s here, milk formula and all!”

Norah chuckled, "You’re making it sound like I’m some kind of endangered species. I’m just pregnant, Gloria, not a national treasure!”

Gloria patted her belly. “No, to me, you’re more precious than any treasure!”

She could already imagine Norah’s child—charming and adorable, with the best traits from both parents. Gloria sighed, “Are you sure you don’t want to tell Kevin about the baby? This is his family’s only grandchild—the Edwards’ heir! You could even claim half the estate if things go south.”

Norah smiled ruefully. “If Kevin knew, he’d probably make me end the pregnancy.”

Gloria’s expression turned sour. “Why would he want that?”

They both knew the answer—Bianca. Gloria’s face darkened. “If murder weren’t illegal, I’d handle Bianca for you myself!”