Ch. 214: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 214
Chapter 214
Norah stared at the document in her hands for a moment, then raised her eyes to meet Quinn’s gaze. “You want me to interview the president of the Edwards Group?”
Quinn folded his hands on the desk, exuding calm authority. “That’s right. Is there a problem? Not everyone can handle this job, but you’re the best fit for it.”
Norah closed the document with a firm hand, her voice laced with tension. “My resume makes it clear—I left the Edwards family behind. Are you really asking me to go back?”
She’d joined the TV station to cut ties with the Edwards clan, not to return and risk reopening old wounds. Her relationship with Kevin was far too complicated for this.
Quinn shrugged, brushing off Norah’s objections. “Exactly. Because you have a past connection with them, you’re the most qualified for this assignment.”
Norah’s tone sharpened. “Editor-in-chief, I can’t accept this task.”
Her refusal was resolute, but Quinn remained unfazed. “Didn’t you just say you wanted to step out of your comfort zone? Interviewing Kevin Edwards is no small feat, but your prior connection could help. It’s a challenge, yes, but also an opportunity to prove yourself.”
Quinn leaned closer, her voice soft but firm. “Completing this will demonstrate your capability, and when it’s time to assign future high-profile projects, you’ll be my first choice. Think of it as a step toward securing your place here.”
Norah tried another angle. “But won’t this cause conflict with the Edwards family? Isn’t that a risk?”
Quinn straightened and dismissed the concern with a wave. “I don’t care about the Edwards family. I care about results. And I know you can deliver.” With that, she turned and walked back to her office, leaving Norah to grapple with the decision.
Norah sat there, staring at the document. She’d hoped for a fresh start at the TV station, but this assignment felt like a cruel twist of fate. Avoiding Kevin had been one of her main goals, yet here she was—facing a task that would bring her right back into his world.
Her thoughts spiraled through the morning as the document lay on her desk, taunting her with its contents. The exclusive interview with Kevin wasn’t just about sitting down with him; it also included creating a documentary, a task that seemed impossible. Kevin had always avoided media attention, granting interviews only on rare occasions.
A loud crash jolted her out of her thoughts. She looked up to see Maxine, a colleague, standing nearby with a smug expression. The document had fallen to the floor.
Maxine crouched down to pick up the scattered pages. Her eyes skimmed the words, and her face shifted into a mixture of envy and disbelief. “The editor-in-chief assigned you to interview Kevin?”
Norah nodded briefly.
Maxine’s tone turned sharp. “Why would she give this to you? You’ve only been here a few days. What makes you think you’re up to it?”
Norah kept her composure, sensing the hostility. “I didn’t say I was. In fact, I think this might be out of my depth.”
Maxine snorted, her disdain obvious, and stormed off toward Quinn’s office.
Emani, a young and friendly colleague, leaned over from her desk and whispered, “Don’t let Maxine get to you. She’s always like that—arrogant and competitive. She thinks she’s better than everyone.”
Norah sighed. “I’ve dealt with people like her before. It’s just part of the job.”
Emani frowned. “But why aren’t you fighting for this? If you land Kevin’s interview, you’ll make a name for yourself here. Don’t let Maxine steal your opportunity.”
Norah shook her head. “Honestly, I’d be happy to let her take it. I’d rather avoid getting tangled up with Kevin again.”
Emani’s brows furrowed in confusion. “But if you don’t push back, she’s going to snatch it right out from under you!”
Sure enough, less than ten minutes later, Maxine strutted out of Quinn’s office with an air of triumph. She marched straight over to Norah’s desk and sneered. “Hand over the Kevin interview documents. The editor-in-chief officially gave me the assignment.”
Emani muttered under her breath, “Told you she’d steal it.”
Norah didn’t argue. She calmly handed over the documents. “It’s all yours.”
Maxine smirked, clearly expecting resistance, but Norah’s lack of reaction seemed to annoy her. “Good. Don’t get any ideas about taking on work you can’t handle. Just stick to typing up fluff pieces and leave the big stories to the pros.”
Emani’s cheeks flushed with anger as Maxine walked away, but Norah stayed composed. She leaned back in her chair and smiled faintly. Letting Maxine have the assignment was the best decision—for her peace of mind, if nothing else.
But even as she tried to focus on other tasks, a nagging thought lingered in the back of her mind: Was avoiding Kevin worth giving up a potential turning point in her career?