Ch. 242: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 242

Chapter 242

Trouble always finds a way.

This wasn’t just about Bonnie anymore; the ripple effects were starting to impact the company as well.

Kevin sat in his office, watching the leaked video. The footage was taken from the doorway—either secretly by someone with an agenda or by someone who had been present. Several people had been there at the time, but Kevin realized he’d overlooked a potential culprit.

“This benefits someone,” he muttered.

“Suppress the trending topic,” Kevin ordered his team. “We need to minimize the damage.”

Bonnie wasn’t someone who thrived under societal constraints. She valued her independence, and Kevin knew how relentless online outrage could be. He couldn’t allow this storm to destroy her.

“Yes, Mr. Edwards,” his PR team responded, already bracing for the long night ahead to bury the scandal.

After giving instructions to handle the chaos, Kevin wrapped up a meeting and immediately headed to the hospital.

Meanwhile, Bonnie and Norah were chatting casually in one of the hospital’s quiet corners. Before they could leave, they noticed a swarm of reporters outside, clamoring for information about Bianca. Cameras flashed incessantly, with journalists yelling questions and speculations about Bianca’s condition.

Norah stiffened, immediately pulling Bonnie away from the scene. “Aunt, we can’t go out that way. They’ll make this mess even worse if they spot you.”

Bonnie scoffed, unconcerned. “They can’t get in here.”

“That’s not the point,” Norah said urgently. “With everything going on, if they see you, it’ll add fuel to the fire. They’ll twist the story however they want.”

Bonnie sighed but followed Norah’s lead. “Fine. But when Bianca wakes up, I’m not holding back. I’ll tell the truth about everything, and we’ll see how she recovers from that!”

Norah hesitated. “Aunt, don’t. If you accuse her without evidence, it’ll only backfire on us. It’s not worth it.”

Bonnie rolled her eyes but relented. “Fine. I’ll save my ammunition for when it really counts. No need to hand them more drama on a silver platter.”

The two avoided the commotion and moved further inside, but outside, the media frenzy only grew.

Maxine arrived at the hospital, determination etched into her features. She shoved through the crowd of reporters, elbowing her way to the front.

“Move!” she barked, unapologetically pushing others aside.

“Maxine, just because you’re late doesn’t mean we’ll let you take over. Stop acting like you own the place,” another reporter snapped.

Maxine smirked but didn’t slow down. “Suit yourselves, but let’s face it—none of you are getting in without my tactics.”

Her confidence irritated the crowd, but no one could deny her persistence. She was desperate to redeem herself after failing to secure her interview with Kevin, and Bianca’s scandal was her golden ticket.

“This is our chance,” she whispered to her assistant. “We’re not leaving without something exclusive.”

When traditional methods didn’t work, Maxine resorted to a plan. Spotting a nurse walking by, she had an idea. Discreetly, she slipped away, determined to get inside, no matter what it took.

Inside the hospital, Kevin had just arrived at Bianca’s ward. He spotted Norah and Bonnie heading in the same direction.

For a brief moment, Kevin and Norah’s gazes met. She quickly looked away, and Kevin shifted his focus as well.

Bonnie, however, wasn’t one to hold back. “Why are you still here?” she asked Kevin sharply. “Do you care that much about Bianca? How do you think Norah feels, seeing her husband so concerned about another woman?”

“Aunt, it’s fine,” Norah interjected softly.

“No, it’s not!” Bonnie argued. “It’s not fine for a wife to see her husband running around, worrying about someone else. How could that not bother you?”

Kevin’s expression darkened. “I have my reasons,” he said coldly.

“Reasons?” Bonnie sneered. “There’s chaos outside, and you don’t seem nearly as concerned about that as you do about Bianca.”

Kevin’s patience wore thin. “Aunt, for the next few days, stay home and avoid going out.”

Bonnie crossed her arms. “I know people are calling me all sorts of names online, accusing me of harming Bianca. But let me be clear—I don’t regret exposing her true colors.”

Kevin’s brow furrowed. “Bianca’s public image makes this a dangerous game. Your actions are provoking a lot of outrage.”

“Isn’t that your fault?” Bonnie snapped. “She wouldn’t have this platform if you hadn’t helped her. Now, not only am I being dragged through the mud, but they’re also attacking you for doing nothing about it!”

Before Kevin could respond, a soft voice interrupted them.

“Ms. Lynch, you’re awake!”

Everyone turned to look at the hospital bed.

Bianca’s face was pale, her head wrapped in bandages. Her hollow eyes flickered open, and tears immediately rolled down her cheeks.

“Kevin...” she whispered weakly. “You’re here. I missed you so much. Am I dreaming, or are you really in front of me?”

“Ms. Lynch...” Cleo sobbed at the sight, her voice breaking.