Ch. 175: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 175

chapter 175

Kevin took a moment, then nodded to Jamie, “Let’s go.”

Just like that, Norah was left behind.

Not wanting to linger in the private room alone with Jamie’s assistant, Norah decided to make other plans. She remembered that tonight was the full moon celebration for Preston's son, which meant her friend Gloria would likely be attending. She dialed Gloria’s number as she stepped out, but before the call went through, she was confronted by a few familiar faces.

“Isn’t that our old classmate Norah? Now that she’s Edwards’ secretary, she’s forgotten the basics of decency!”

Another joined in, “Yeah, she gave Micah five thousand bucks to blow her off, saying she had ‘business.’ And here she is, anyway.”

“Right? You saw her come straight from the private room!” sneered a girl with short hair, her arms folded.

Norah tried to ignore them, but the insults kept coming, uglier with each passing comment. She glanced coldly at the group. “You might want to shut your mouths and stop talking nonsense.”

“Oh, listen to her! Just a lowly secretary acting all high and mighty. Imagine if she were the president’s wife!” scoffed the short-haired girl, her eyes narrowing.

Norah held her ground, eyes icy. “Whether I become the president’s wife or not has nothing to do with you. Last I checked, your opinion didn’t reach that far.”

“Wow, talking back, huh? You think you're something special?” the girl shot back.

Norah had enough. “If you can’t handle it, feel free to look the other way.”

At this, the short-haired girl grew furious. She raised her hand to slap Norah, but Norah caught her wrist, staring her down.

The girl called for backup. “What are you all waiting for? Help me out!”

In an instant, the others closed in on Norah. Outnumbered, she felt the odds turn against her—until someone suddenly stepped in, pulling her to safety.

“Picking on someone alone? And a classmate at that? Low blow, ladies,” said the newcomer. The voice was angry, protective.

Norah turned, surprised to see Steven standing beside her.

“Picking on her?” the short-haired girl sneered. “What are you, her boyfriend?”

Stunned, Norah struggled to understand why her former classmates had turned so vicious.

“Apologize, and we’re done here,” she said, voice steady.

The girl rolled her eyes. “And what if I don’t? What’s your boss going to do? Send us to jail?”

Without further words, Norah dialed the police. Even if she couldn’t get them charged, a formal reprimand would be a start.

“You’re really going through with this, Norah?” the short-haired girl spat. “You’re unbelievable.”

Steven interjected, “If I hadn’t shown up, she’d have been ganged up on by the lot of you.”

“Oh, and what, she’s defenseless now?” retorted the short-haired girl.

Before Steven could respond, Norah stopped him, “Don’t waste time arguing.”

Steven felt a pang—Norah had reached out to him, and while it was minor, he couldn’t deny the thrill.

At that moment, Kevin returned. He saw Steven with Norah, a protective stance between them. His eyes darkened with anger, though he kept his expression tight.

Jamie, noticing his change, called out to Norah, “Secretary White, quite the crowd you’ve gathered. The police?”

Norah’s gaze turned to Jamie, suspicion momentarily flaring, but she held back. “They were causing trouble. I’ve already reported it.”

Jamie remained composed, nodding in mild agreement. Kevin, however, was silent.

“Mr. Edwards, we should get to the fireworks,” Jamie prompted, eager to leave the scene. “If we don’t get there soon, they’ll close the entrance.”

Kevin’s voice was cold. “Forget it.” He turned back, heading out.

Jamie hurried after him, though the tension in his eyes was unmistakable.

Not long after Kevin’s departure, the police arrived. Norah explained the situation, detailing how her former classmates had insulted her and tried to escalate things physically.

“It’s just a few words, not a crime,” said the short-haired girl, denying any wrongdoing. “We were at a party; of course, we talked. She’s the one who overreacted.”

Norah kept her response direct, “There’s security footage.”

While it didn’t show a full fight, the police advised a warning, providing enough of a reprimand to send the group away in silence.

After the others dispersed, Steven turned to Norah. “I noticed Kevin’s expression. I think he misunderstood us. Want me to explain things?”