Ch. 206: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 206

Chapter 206

Kevin’s piercing gaze lingered on Norah. Despite his initial worry about her being at a disadvantage, he remained steadfast. Whether or not Norah had pushed Jamie, Kevin was unwaveringly on her side.

If the Jenkins family tried to send her to prison, Kevin was prepared to deploy every resource at his disposal to shield her.

However, Norah had asked him not to intervene, and so he stayed silent, trusting her to handle the situation herself. Watching her composed confidence, his concern eased.

The officer examined the voice recorder before glancing at Jamie and Mrs. Jenkins. “If this evidence proves accurate, then this would constitute an attempted murder. While the victim is unharmed, a case will still be filed against you.”

Mrs. Jenkins, hearing this, grew defensive. “Officer, the investigation isn’t complete, and yet you’re taking this woman’s word as truth? Are you siding with her just because we’re not locals? This is outrageous!”

Her accusatory tone made the officer frown. “Are you questioning our integrity?” he asked, his voice firm.

Sensing the shift in the officer’s demeanor, Mr. Jenkins quickly stepped in to diffuse the tension. Pulling Mrs. Jenkins aside, he said with a placating tone, “Officer, my wife didn’t mean it like that. We trust the police to handle this fairly. If my daughter is indeed at fault, we will take full responsibility and provide appropriate compensation.”

His change in demeanor was as swift as it was strategic. Moments ago, he’d been arrogant; now, he donned a cooperative mask, hoping to mitigate the damage.

Gloria, observing this dramatic shift, couldn’t resist a jab. “Well, that’s quite a transformation. You went from being unbearably haughty to humble in a heartbeat. Guess hypocrisy runs deep.”

Jamie, however, continued her denial, her voice trembling as she burst into tears. “It wasn’t me! I swear, I didn’t do it!”

Mrs. Jenkins clutched her daughter protectively, consoling her with whispered reassurances.

The officer, unimpressed by the theatrics, maintained a professional tone. “Miss Jenkins, you’ll need to accompany us to the station. Further questioning is necessary.”

“No! I’m not going!” Jamie’s voice rose in panic. She clung to her mother, shrinking back as if the officers were executioners.

Mr. Jenkins attempted to stall. “Officer, could you allow a few days for my daughter to recover? She’s unwell.”

Gloria rolled her eyes, her disdain evident. “Unwell? Really? She seems to have plenty of strength to throw tantrums. Doesn’t look sick to me.”

Ignoring the remark, the officers moved forward. Two female officers approached Jamie, ready to escort her.

As they drew near, Jamie screamed in terror, tears streaming down her face. “Don’t take me! Mom, please save me! I can’t go to jail!”

Mrs. Jenkins tried to intervene, but another officer held her back, ensuring the process continued uninterrupted.

“Dad! Please, do something!” Jamie sobbed as the officers lifted her from the bed.

Mr. Jenkins hesitated, his face a mix of anger and despair. Turning to Norah, he softened his tone. “Ms. White, let’s be reasonable. I apologize for earlier. Please don’t escalate this further. My daughter acted rashly, but we can settle this amicably. Name your terms.”

Norah met his gaze, her voice calm but resolute. “Mr. Jenkins, I’ve already made my position clear. There’s nothing more to discuss.”

Her unwavering stance left him at a loss. For a man accustomed to controlling outcomes with wealth and influence, her defiance was infuriating.

“Miss Jenkins, let’s go,” the officer repeated.

Jamie resisted, crying hysterically as the officers carried her out. Her parents followed, shouting protests, but it was no use.

As Jamie disappeared down the hallway, Mr. Jenkins turned his cold fury on Norah. “You really won’t give me even an inch of leeway?”

Norah’s response was calm, though her words cut deep. “Mr. Jenkins, protecting your daughter at all costs may feel like love, but it’s enabling her recklessness. By shielding her from consequences, you’re not saving her—you’re destroying her. She’ll never understand accountability, and one day, her actions might lead to something far worse. What will you do then? Money and influence can only take you so far.”

Her words left him momentarily speechless, the weight of her reasoning sinking in.

“Ms. White, you’ll need to come with us as well,” an officer said.

“Of course,” Norah replied, following without hesitation.

Kevin, who had been observing in silence, finally stepped forward as Mr. Jenkins issued a final threat.

“Mr. Edwards,” Jenkins said sharply, “our companies have longstanding partnerships. But if my daughter doesn’t return tonight, consider our collaboration over.”

Kevin paused at the doorway, turning back with a cold, dismissive smile. “Mr. Jenkins, do you think I’m still the same young, powerless Kevin? You’re mistaken.”

With that, he walked out, leaving Jenkins stunned.

For years, Mr. Jenkins had relied on Kevin’s need for alliances. Now, Kevin’s growing power and independence rendered such threats meaningless.

Watching him leave, Mr. Jenkins felt a pang of regret. Kevin was no longer someone to manipulate or intimidate.

Back in the room, Mrs. Jenkins clung to her husband, sobbing. “Do something! We can’t let Jamie face this alone!”

But Mr. Jenkins, for once, remained silent, lost in thought as the reality of their dwindling influence settled over him.