Ch. 298: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life chapter 298

Chapter 298

Kevin watched Norah as she gave him a subtle warning. He decided to take a step back. "Sasha isn’t an artist under my company. If you’re genuinely interested, I can find a few people to guide you," he said calmly.

Their conversation felt like it was on entirely different wavelengths.

Kevin might have assumed that Norah’s interest was fleeting—a couple of projects to keep her occupied until her enthusiasm waned. But Norah was resolute. Once she made up her mind, she wouldn’t back down, not without giving it her all.

Kevin’s suggestion didn’t sit well with her. She thought for a moment before responding, her tone firm. "Personal matters are personal, and business is business. They shouldn’t overlap. I don’t need you interfering in my relationship with Sasha."

Kevin raised a brow. "Do you really need to partner with Sasha?"

"I believe in Sasha’s potential," Norah replied without hesitation.

Kevin probed further, "Are you sure this isn’t about Bianca?"

Norah paused. The memory of her past kidnappings, which she suspected were orchestrated by Bianca, crossed her mind. But without evidence, voicing those suspicions could backfire. Kevin might side with Bianca, or worse, dismiss her concerns entirely.

Even without the kidnappings, Bianca’s constant provocations had pushed Norah to the edge. Still, Bianca’s actions were self-serving, and Norah wasn’t one to sit idly by.

Determined, she replied, "I have no strong opinions about Bianca."

Kevin’s expression darkened with concern. He didn’t want her to act impulsively. "Norah, promise me you won’t provoke Bianca."

Norah didn’t appreciate his tone. To her, it sounded like he was taking Bianca’s side. Her mood soured, and her expression reflected it.

Kevin noticed her shift but didn’t press further. Instead, he gently pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. With a teasing smile, he said, "Don’t get upset. Anger causes wrinkles, and we can’t have that, can we?"

Norah met his gaze, unwavering. "Let me ask you something," she said.

"Go ahead," Kevin replied.

"If Bianca and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?" she asked, her tone serious.

Kevin was caught off guard. He hadn’t expected such a question. After a brief pause, he answered, "I’d save you."

Norah’s stern expression softened slightly. Even if his answer wasn’t entirely genuine, it was enough for her. "Alright, I’ll believe you this time," she said, her tone lighter.

Kevin pulled her closer, his hand resting on her growing belly. "Your belly’s gotten bigger," he remarked with a hint of warmth.

Feeling his touch and noticing no trace of resentment in his eyes, Norah hesitated before speaking. "There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you. It’s been on my mind for a while."

Kevin gently cupped her face. "Go on," he urged softly.

Looking at his still-recovering form, Norah decided against revealing too much. "I’ll tell you after you’re discharged," she said.

"Alright," he agreed.

After sharing a moment of warmth, Norah checked the internet for updates on Emani’s latest article. It had already been shared over half a million times.

The headline read: “Surprise! Sasha’s New Drama Stolen—A Wealthy Newcomer Rumored to Replace Her Role!”

The title was provocative and quickly sparked heated discussions online.

Sasha’s popularity had recently surged thanks to her viral short videos. Mentioning her name alone drew significant attention, much of it fueled by outrage.

The article exposed the newcomer as a privileged rich girl with ties to Bianca. The newcomer, who had previously played minor roles in Bianca’s projects, replacing Sasha was seen as a blatant insult.

The public was enraged. Comments flooded the official blog, forcing it to disable them altogether. This was precisely the outcome Norah had hoped for.

She believed the audience’s opinion and the show’s quality would ultimately determine its success. Meanwhile, production companies would reconsider any decisions that could harm their bottom line.

Coincidentally, Sasha was hospitalized.

Norah decided to visit her.

Sasha lay on the hospital bed, watching TV. For once, she seemed relaxed—a rare sight in Norah’s eyes.

"Norah, you’re here," Sasha greeted her with a faint smile.

"You’ve got talent, but you aim too high," Norah said bluntly.

"You’re right. I can’t always play the underdog," Sasha admitted. "I need to use every advantage I have."

"Has anyone called?" Norah asked.

"No. Ever since I got hospitalized, I’ve ignored all calls, just like you suggested," Sasha replied.

Norah nodded. It was a crucial time for public opinion. The media and crew were undoubtedly trying to reach Sasha, but her silence was strategic.

"Now’s not the time to respond. Wait until tomorrow to clarify everything," Norah advised.

"Got it," Sasha said.

The two spent some time watching a palace drama together, a show they both had been following recently.

Meanwhile, Bianca was furious.

Bang!

The cup in Bianca’s hand shattered against the floor.

Mimi Cormier, the newcomer, stood trembling beside her. At just eighteen, Mimi was pretty but far from exceptional in the entertainment industry. She’d been lured by promises of stardom and had invested five million to join the project.

"Ms. Lynch, I can’t take this anymore. I’m quitting!" Mimi cried, overwhelmed by the backlash.

Bianca’s voice dripped with disdain. "Quitting? Do you know what they’re saying about you online? You need to prove them wrong and show your worth. Don’t let them get to you."

Mimi hesitated. "But Sasha has connections. I heard a journalist helped her climb the ranks. I can’t compete with that."

Bianca sneered. "Sasha? She’s nothing but a grassroots actress. Do you think she has any real power?"

Mimi’s voice trembled. "Still, I can’t handle this. I’ll just end up as collateral damage."

Bianca’s eyes narrowed as she muttered under her breath, "Sasha shouldn’t even have the strength to fight back. She must be at her breaking point."