Ch. 254: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 254

Chapter 254

Jace's lips curled into a sly smile, the tear-shaped mole near the corner of his eye becoming more prominent. “Isn’t this what you wanted to know? I’m just being honest,” he said.

Norah felt uneasy. The room’s open layout made it clear that Bianca wasn’t here, and she wasn’t entirely sure Jace was telling the truth.

“How do I know you’re not lying to me?” she asked cautiously.

Jace leaned back slightly, his gaze steady. “What do I gain from lying? Here, take a look.” He gestured to a medical record sheet on the table. “This proves Bianca came to me for treatment.”

Norah grabbed the document and scanned it carefully. It was undeniable—Bianca had sought Jace’s help.

If other doctors couldn’t fix it, Jace could.

The evidence suggested that Jace’s medical skills were extraordinary. He had the ability to make Bianca deaf and just as easily restore her hearing.

This revelation sent a chill down Norah’s spine.

“If you know the truth, aren’t you worried about dying?” Jace’s voice broke through her thoughts, the words cutting like ice.

Norah looked up at him, her pulse quickening. She hadn’t forgotten that she was in his space—his territory. The danger felt tangible.

Her gaze darted to the scalpel on the table, her hands instinctively clenching into fists. If he made a move, she needed to be ready.

“I’m sure you made a hefty sum helping Bianca,” Norah said, her voice steady despite her fear. “I can pay you double for that medical record. There’s no need for bloodshed here. Let’s make this simple—take my offer and let me leave.”

Jace leaned forward, his hands resting on the table. His voice dropped, cold and unwavering. “I don’t compromise my integrity.”

Norah froze, her heart pounding. Her eyes flicked to his hands, half expecting him to grab the scalpel.

Desperate to shift the tension, she gripped the medical record tightly and pressed on. “I…”

But before she could continue, Jace chuckled softly, the sound breaking the silence.

Norah’s confusion deepened as Jace sat back, his demeanor lightening. “The truth is, I’ve never had much integrity to begin with,” he admitted with a smirk.

Despite his words, Norah’s anxiety only grew. She couldn’t trust him.

“Can you really let me have this medical record?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly. She reached into her pocket. “I’ll pay you now.”

Jace nodded casually. “Of course. A deal is a deal.”

Relieved, Norah quickly transferred the money using the QR code on his desk and tucked the medical record securely into her bag.

“I’ll be going now,” she said, turning toward the door.

“Good luck out there,” Jace called after her.

Just as she was about to step outside, he added, “Norah.”

She hesitated, turning back to face him. His dark, enigmatic eyes locked onto hers.

“That’s my name,” Jace said, his tone smooth yet chilling.

Norah nodded, her throat dry. “Got it.”

Without another word, she hurried out, her steps echoing in the quiet hallway.

Behind her, Jace remained seated, watching her leave. When she finally disappeared from view, he tilted his head back and let out a low, unsettling laugh that reverberated through the empty room.

Outside, Norah made her way down the stairs when someone suddenly grabbed her arm.

Startled, she instinctively lashed out, her fists swinging.

“It’s me!” Kevin’s voice broke through her panic.

Norah stopped and looked up at him, relief washing over her. “Kevin? What are you doing here?”

Kevin’s face was grim. “I should be asking you that. What were you doing up there?”

Her grip tightened on the medical record tucked in her bag. She couldn’t let Kevin know about it.

“I was meeting a friend,” she said casually, trying to sound convincing.

Kevin’s eyes narrowed. “Do you really think I’ll believe that? You went up to the fourth floor. Do you have any idea how dangerous that was?”

“I got out just fine, didn’t I?” she shot back, feigning nonchalance.

Kevin’s expression darkened. “Norah, do you realize how close you came to something happening to you? You can’t just walk into a stranger’s territory and expect to come out unscathed.”

Her resolve wavered under his intense gaze, but she quickly recovered. “I’ll be more careful next time,” she said lightly, brushing him off.

Kevin exhaled, clearly frustrated but relieved she was safe. “Let’s go. I’ll take you home.”

Norah hesitated but nodded. As they walked away, Kevin glanced at her, his mind already working through what he had seen and what she might be hiding.

Back at the Edwards Mansion, Bianca returned soaked from the rain.

Siena was pacing anxiously in the foyer, her worry etched across her face. When she saw Bianca, she hurried over.

“Bianca, where were you? You’re not well—you shouldn’t be wandering around like this! And you’re soaking wet,” Siena exclaimed, her hands fluttering as she fussed over Bianca.

Bianca’s eyes softened as she looked at her aunt. “I forgot my umbrella. It rained,” she said quietly.

Siena placed a hand on Bianca’s forehead. “You’re cold. Go change, and I’ll make you some ginger tea.”

Bianca nodded and started toward the stairs but paused midway.

“Aunt,” she called softly, her voice laced with an unfamiliar bitterness.

Siena stopped. “What is it, Bianca? Did something happen?”

Bianca clenched her fists, her gaze distant. “Why are you so kind to me now? If only you’d treated me like this before…”

Siena’s face froze, her guilt heavy and visible. “Bianca—”

But Bianca didn’t wait for a reply. She turned and walked upstairs without another word.

Siena watched her go, tears welling in her eyes. She had failed Bianca in so many ways, and now, the weight of those failures felt unbearable.

At that moment, Martin walked in, his presence breaking the tense silence.

“You’re finally back,” Siena said, wiping her tears quickly.

Martin’s expression was cold. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’ve done. Clean up your own mess, Siena. It’s long overdue.”