Ch. 341: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 341

Chapter 341

Calvin remained silent, but seeing Archer’s smug expression, as if holding all the cards, gnawed at him.

"You and I are not equals," Calvin said bluntly, rejecting Archer's assertion. He knew Archer's words were mere posturing. "You can keep your throne, but don’t forget your place."

Archer, sensing Calvin's calm demeanor, refrained from pushing further. He was confident, knowing he held the upper hand. Even the most loyal to Pharaoh would seek to protect themselves—and their families.

As Calvin left Archer’s domain, his expression darkened.

Behind him, Archer chuckled maliciously, watching his retreating figure.

"You’re just letting him go like that? Aren’t you afraid he’ll report you?" a subordinate asked.

Archer smirked. "Not at all. He won’t dare. If he makes a move, Pharaoh’s network will be exposed as well."

Killing Calvin wasn’t an option either. A sudden death would draw Pharaoh’s suspicion, ending Archer's plans prematurely.

Calvin returned to his hideout—an abandoned factory overrun with weeds. On the surface, it appeared derelict, but beneath the humble exterior lay a well-equipped lab. This desolate place was his sanctuary.

Hearing a rustle nearby, Calvin tensed. "Who’s there?"

"Dad, it’s me," Bianca called out, stepping carefully through the overgrowth.

Calvin’s face remained impassive. "Didn’t I tell you not to come here? Were you followed?"

Bianca reassured him, "Don’t worry. I switched cars multiple times before coming."

Calvin glanced at the monitors displaying surveillance footage of the area. Seeing no signs of pursuit, he relaxed and gestured for her to sit. He put a kettle on the stove to prepare tea.

"Dad, how can you live in such a remote place? It’s full of mosquitoes!" Bianca complained, scratching at her bites. "Let me get you a better house. I’ve saved enough money."

Pouring tea into two cups, Calvin responded, "This place is perfect—quiet and off the grid. Moving to a busier area would make it harder to stay hidden. But why aren’t you with your boyfriend? What brings you here?"

Bianca beamed and leaned closer. "I came to tell you myself—Kevin is on my side. You don’t have to worry anymore. He loves me and has proven his loyalty."

Calvin stared at her, his expression unreadable. "What has he done?"

"He’s going after that woman for me, even though she’s pregnant with his child," Bianca said smugly. "He’s kind and gentle with me now. I told you, Dad, he just needed to see how much I love him. He’s finally coming around."

Calvin sipped his tea, saying nothing.

Bianca pressed on, "When will you meet him? I want to show him how important our family is to me."

"He’s Siena’s son, and I’m only your adoptive father," Calvin replied flatly.

Bianca’s face darkened. "Don’t bring up Siena! If she hadn’t raised Kevin, do you think I’d bother with her? Everything I’m doing is for Kevin."

"Fine," Calvin said, his voice steady. "Let’s wait and see. If he proves himself, I’ll meet him."

Bianca smiled, satisfied. "You’ll see, Dad. Kevin will be thrilled."

As she prepared to leave, Calvin warned her, "Be careful on your way back. The city isn’t safe—there’s been another case involving a female corpse."

Bianca frowned. "Is the organization behind it? Kevin mentioned investigating something like that."

Calvin’s gaze sharpened. "Kevin is looking into this?"

Bianca nodded. "Yes, he’s personally involved."

A slow smile crept across Calvin’s face. "Then deliver him a message from me. I can help him solve the case—quickly."

Meanwhile, Nellie paced back and forth, unable to sit still. "I can’t take this! The suspense is killing me!"

Norah, watching her sister-in-law fidget, pulled her into a chair. "Relax! The show hasn’t even aired yet, and I’ve never seen you this nervous before."

"You don’t get it," Nellie shot back. "I’ve poured my heart into this project. It has to succeed!"

"Whether it does or not, we’ll find out at eight tonight," Norah said calmly. "Even if it doesn’t, we’ll have another chance."

"No! It has to be a hit!" Nellie exclaimed. "We’ve sunk everything into this—especially with you nursing the baby!"

The gravity of their situation weighed on both women. Norah, despite her composed exterior, was equally worried. Everything was on the line. The money for production and marketing had completely drained their resources.

Emani entered, phone in hand. "Did you see the news? Demon Bones is premiering at the same time as us—eight o’clock!"

"What?" Nellie’s face fell.

"It’s obvious they’re trying to steal the spotlight," Emani said. "Demon Bones has a massive budget for marketing. They’ve already bought multiple hot searches."

Unlike their modest promotional efforts, Demon Bones had flooded social media with ads and teasers.

"All I ask is that we break even," Nellie whispered, clasping her hands together. "Please, just don’t let us go bankrupt."

The doorbell rang.

"Emani, can you get that?" Norah asked.

When the door opened, Gloria stood there, grinning. "Surprise!"

Norah lit up. "What are you doing here?"

"I couldn’t miss the premiere of Glory! I brought beer and fried chicken—we’re watching together!" Gloria said enthusiastically.

"Such good vibes!" Norah laughed.

"Let’s make it a hit!" Gloria declared. "I’ve already told all my friends to tune in."

Nellie smiled nervously. "Thank you for the support."

By the time the clock struck eight, everyone gathered around the screen, anxious yet hopeful. They kept one eye on the live ratings and another on the trending topics.

But Demon Bones dominated the online conversation, occupying multiple top spots on social media.

"This is so unfair," Gloria grumbled. "The plot is ridiculous, the characters are shallow, and it’s no better than a generic romance. Our show has so much more depth and excitement!"

Nellie sighed, clasping her hands together. "All we can do is hope for the best."