Ch. 73: Mr. Edwards' Unraveled Life chapter 73

Chapter 73Lola's face stiffened, and she tightly clasped her hands, digging her nails into her palms.

Kevin noticed her hesitation and asked coldly, "Is it hard to answer?"

Just then, Norah rushed in and heard Kevin's sharp question. She paused at the door, not wanting to interrupt.

Lola took a long pause, feeling the pressure of Kevin's intense demeanor. Finally, she looked up at him, realizing how dangerous he was. A single mistake could ruin her. Nervously, she stammered, "That hotel… has a lot of wealthy people. I need money. If I meet a rich man, I won't have to struggle so much."

Kevin's frown deepened as he listened. Her words implied she was willing to sell her body for money. In today's world, there are indeed people who trade their bodies for material comfort.

Norah walked in, her expression neutral, and placed a coffee in front of Kevin. "Mr. Edwards, your coffee," she said, then set a cup in front of Lola as well.

"Thank you," Lola said politely, looking up at Norah.

Kevin didn't want to question Lola further, but he couldn't trust her easily. He picked up a file on the table, flipping through photos from surveillance footage. The woman in the images, headed toward the presidential suite, looked exactly like Lola. Her disheveled appearance afterward matched the details perfectly.

The file also contained information about Lola's background. She came from a poor family with a sick mother and two younger brothers who still needed to go to school. The family's financial burden fell entirely on Lola. At just 20 years old, she had dropped out of school early and started working to support them. Until recently, she had worked near her home to care for her mother but had come to the city seeking quicker ways to make money.

It was her first time in the city, and that's when she met Kevin.

Kevin put the documents down and asked, "Do you need money?"

Lola nodded, "Yes, I do."

"If you're looking for a rich man, why didn't you ask me? Doesn't that seem contradictory?" Kevin questioned coldly.

Lola's eyes reddened with shame. She answered with difficulty, "Because… you were my first man. I didn't know how to handle it. I was scared and confused, so I ran away!"

This reaction seemed genuine, like that of an inexperienced girl.

Even with all the evidence in front of him, Kevin still had doubts about Lola's story. He couldn't fully believe it.

Turning to Norah, Kevin said coldly, "Secretary White, you did a good job finding her so quickly."

Norah felt a chill under Kevin's intense gaze. "I…"

Before she could explain, Kevin stood up. "Since you’re so thorough, take responsibility for settling her in. You can handle that, can't you, Secretary White?"

Norah had no choice but to agree, "Yes, Mr. Edwards."

With that, Kevin left the room without another word.

Norah glanced at Lola, who was still crying. She said, "He's gone now."

Norah thought Lola might be pretending, but Lola's emotional breakdown seemed real. She sobbed, "I never should have come here. If I hadn't gone to that hotel that night, none of this would have happened."

Her tears flowed freely, and her distress seemed genuine, as if she really had spent a night with Kevin.

Norah was unsure now. The situation was already complicated, and she couldn't get involved any further. She had to leave the room.

As Norah exited, her colleagues were curious about what had happened inside. They knew a strange girl had been waiting for hours, and Kevin had gone in to see her, only to emerge looking displeased.

"Ms. White, what happened in there?" one colleague asked eagerly.

Others leaned in, hoping to hear the details.

Norah gave them a stern look. "Are you all that curious? Why don’t you ask Mr. Edwards?"

Mentioning "Mr. Edwards" silenced their curiosity. They quickly returned to their work, not daring to pry further.

Norah spent some time alone in the break room, feeling conflicted. She had given up the idea of letting someone else take her place, yet here she was, still involved. It weighed heavily on her mind.

In the end, Norah decided she needed to explain everything to Kevin. Reassuring herself with this plan, she felt a bit lighter.

Kevin had several properties, and he instructed Norah to find a place for Lola to stay. She arranged for Lola to stay in a villa close to the Edwards family home.

When Lola got into the luxury car, she immediately noticed the difference from a regular taxi. The car was comfortable, like sitting on a soft sofa, and the air inside was fresh, unlike the unpleasant smell in a taxi.

Rich people really do live differently, she thought.

As they drove, Lola admired the city lights and the luxury around her. When they reached a quiet area with beautifully landscaped trees, she was in awe.

When the car stopped, Norah got out first. "We’re here."

Lola stepped out and saw the large villa in front of her, with bright lights and a shimmering pool. Her eyes widened in amazement. "Is this Mr. Edwards' house?"

Norah replied, "Yes, Lola. Please go in."

Lola followed Norah inside, feeling a surge of excitement. Everything seemed unreal. She asked again, "Am I really going to live here?"

Norah paused. "For now, this is where you'll stay."

The villa hadn’t been lived in for a while. It was close to the Edwards residence and was usually reserved for visiting family members. Occasionally, Bonnie would stay here when she returned home. Only two or three servants lived there, and they greeted Norah and Lola respectfully.

"Ms. White, Ms. Gill," they said in unison, bowing their heads.

Lola felt a sense of satisfaction. The life of the wealthy was indeed enviable, with people greeting them at the door.

Norah still had other tasks to attend to, so she told Lola, "You can sit in the living room for now."

"Okay."

After Norah left, Lola hesitantly sat on the sofa, surprised by how soft it was. She hugged a fragrant pillow, so different from the cheap perfumes in the nightclubs. The fresh scent made her wish she could live here forever.