Ch. 256: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 256

Chapter 256

Kevin clenched his fists, his sharp eyes following Norah and Steven as they walked away. His gaze turned icy, but he said nothing, letting them leave without protest.

Down in the basement parking lot, Norah broke the silence. “I’ve uncovered the truth behind Bianca’s hearing loss. I need to make a public statement.”

Steven opened the car door for her. “Are you heading to the TV station?”

Norah nodded. “Yes, it’s time to address this publicly. The media frenzy is at its peak, and we need to seize the moment to set the record straight and restore Bonnie’s reputation.”

Without hesitation, Steven drove Norah to the TV station.

At the station, tension simmered. Maxine, who had recently clawed her way back from professional embarrassment, was reveling in her newfound prominence. Her interview with Bianca had temporarily redeemed her shaky reputation after she had previously tarnished it with sensationalist reporting.

As Norah stepped out of the car, she encountered Maxine, who was just leaving for another interview.

“Norah, back so soon? And with a new man, I see,” Maxine quipped, her smirk dripping with condescension.

Norah wasn’t about to back down. “Enjoying your moment in the spotlight again, are you?”

Maxine sauntered closer, her heels clicking confidently. “Setbacks are temporary, Norah. A good journalist always finds her way back. News is my game, and I play it better than anyone. Don’t think for a second that you can outshine me.”

“Is that why you twist stories for attention?” Norah shot back, her voice unwavering. “Do you ever consider the damage you cause, or are you too busy chasing headlines to care?”

Maxine’s expression hardened, but she quickly recovered, her arrogance undiminished. “Norah, you’re new to this world. Let me make something clear—you don’t survive in this business by playing it safe. Watch and learn. Soon enough, I’ll have you packing your desk.”

“Is that so?” Norah replied, her eyes blazing with defiance. “We’ll see who lasts longer.”

Maxine chuckled smugly. “Oh, we will.”

With that, she strutted away, exuding triumph.

Inside, Norah returned to her workstation to find Emani, her colleague, hunched over her computer, her hair disheveled and her eyes glued to the screen.

“Emani, are you actually focused on writing press releases now? Didn’t you once say this job bored you?” Norah teased lightly, trying to lighten the mood.

Emani turned, her face lighting up with relief at the sight of Norah. “You’re back!” she exclaimed, tears welling in her eyes.

Norah frowned, concerned. “What’s wrong?”

Emani’s voice trembled as she explained, “Maxine’s been tormenting me! Ever since her redemption, she’s been piling all her work onto me. I’m drowning in press releases, barely getting four hours of sleep a night. I just... I can’t take it anymore.”

Norah’s heart ached for her friend. She handed Emani a tissue and gently reassured her. “Don’t worry. This time, we’ll turn the tables. You’ll come out on top.”

Emani blinked through her tears. “Really? If I can get back at Maxine, it’ll all be worth it!”

Norah smiled confidently. “That’s exactly what I’m planning.”

Meanwhile, Maxine had driven to Bianca’s residence.

Bianca was at home, preparing for Maxine’s arrival. Her focus was unshakable. To her, the Edwards family’s coldness and Kevin’s indifference only strengthened her resolve. Her ambitions in the entertainment industry were her priority now, a career she intended to dominate no matter what.

Cleo, Bianca’s loyal maid, had also arrived. For Cleo, Bianca’s reliance on her was a source of deep loyalty and purpose.

When the doorbell rang, Cleo opened it to find Maxine standing there with a small offering.

“Ms. Lynch, you’re not looking well,” Maxine observed with faux concern. “Would you be willing to give me an interview?”

Bianca, her makeup deliberately applied to emphasize her frailty, invited Maxine in. “As long as you keep it straightforward. No dramatics.”

Maxine nodded, seating herself confidently. “Don’t worry. I’ll portray you in the most sympathetic light. Your fans will rally behind you, and the public will eat up your story. Trust me, this will only elevate your status in the entertainment world.”

Bianca, fully aware of Maxine’s ambitions, replied coolly, “Let’s begin.”

As Maxine set up her camera, Cleo’s work phone rang. The sudden change in her expression caught Bianca’s attention.

“What is it?” Bianca asked, sensing something was wrong.

After hanging up, Cleo hesitated before speaking. “Ms. Lynch, someone has leaked your medical records. They’re claiming your hearing loss is fake. The phones are already ringing off the hook with angry calls.”

Bianca’s carefully crafted composure cracked for a moment. Maxine, however, looked intrigued, her opportunistic mind already spinning.

The storm Bianca had so carefully avoided was now at her doorstep.