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Chapter 176

Norah replied, “Forget it, there's no need.”

Sometimes, she couldn't fully understand Kevin. If seeing her with a friend upset him, an explanation likely wouldn't make much difference.

“Steven, thank you for stepping in,” she said sincerely.

Steven smiled, brushing it off. “It was nothing.”

Just as he seemed about to say more, Norah interjected, “I’ll head back to the private room. Let’s do dinner sometime.”

“How about tomorrow afternoon?” Steven asked, catching her off guard.

Norah hesitated briefly, but then nodded. “Alright, I’ll send you the location.”

“Perfect.” Steven watched her walk away, a smile lingering on his face.

Although Kevin had initially walked away with Jamie, he soon stopped. Turning to her, he stated, “Miss Jenkins, I’m not interested in the fireworks show. If you need company, my assistant can join you.”

Jamie looked taken aback. “But, Mr. Edwards, I thought…”

“Apologies.” Kevin’s tone was ice-cold. He turned and strode in the opposite direction, leaving Jamie fuming, her face flushed with frustration.

As he walked, Kevin called his assistant, Kian. “Escort Miss Jenkins to the fireworks and then discreetly assign someone to keep an eye on Norah.”

“Understood, Mr. Edwards.”

Kevin returned to his car, visibly agitated. The driver, sensing Kevin’s mood, kept silent.

Norah waited in the private room until midnight, expecting Kevin’s return. She checked her phone—no message. Realizing he’d left her behind, she sent him a text: [Mr. Edwards, I’ve waited all night. Since you and Miss Jenkins must be enjoying yourselves, I’ll head home now.]

Just as she stepped out of the villa, Kevin received the message and, moments later, saw her emerging. As he reached to open his car door, a white Cayenne pulled up, and Norah got in.

Kevin clenched his fist. “Find out who owns that car,” he barked into his phone.

After a tense silence, his subordinate’s voice returned. “Mr. Edwards, it’s Steven’s car.”

Kevin’s expression darkened. She had claimed to be waiting for him, yet she left with Steven?

As Kevin seethed, the driver, observing everything, hesitantly spoke up, “Mr. Edwards, I know it’s not my place, but as someone who’s been around… The key to any relationship is understanding. If there’s a conflict, open communication is essential. I learned the hard way.”

Kevin narrowed his eyes. “Didn’t Kian brief you on the protocol here?”

The driver bowed his head. “Yes, sir. I’m aware. I apologize. I just... lost my wife because of misunderstandings I never addressed.”

After a pause, Kevin finally spoke, his voice low. “Drive.”

He would never allow such a situation to unfold with Norah. She was his wife, and he’d make sure no one else took her from him.

Meanwhile, Norah sat in Steven’s car, clearly uncomfortable. She kept a respectful distance, but Steven chuckled, sensing her nerves. “Relax, Norah. I’m not dangerous.”

“I know,” she replied, though she continued to maintain her distance.

Picking up on her thoughts, Steven said, “Hey, we’re friends and former classmates. If the situation were reversed, you’d give me a lift, right?”

She managed a smile. Steven had indeed helped her tonight, and without nearby ride-hailing options, she’d accepted his offer.

By the time they arrived at Edwards’ mansion, Norah felt more at ease. “Thanks again,” she said as she exited.

“Remember, dinner tomorrow,” Steven reminded her with a grin.

“Got it.” She gave him a quick nod and went inside.

As Norah entered the mansion, she spotted Siena sitting on the sofa, her expression steely.

“Mom,” Norah greeted, trying to sound calm.

Siena’s glare intensified. “Don’t call me that! Not when you’re shamelessly parading around with another man before your divorce is even finalized!”

“Mom, don’t twist things. He’s a friend,” Norah replied evenly. “Kevin has been around plenty of other women. I’ve never heard you call them mistresses.”

Norah met Siena’s glare, standing her ground with quiet composure.

Siena rose, her voice trembling with anger. “You’ve become so bold, talking back to me like this!”

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