Ch. 358: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 358

Chapter 358

Norah couldn’t shake off her unease, so Frank stayed close, following her every step.

Bianca, refusing to get into the car, was determined to find Kevin. Her frantic eyes darted around, searching desperately. But instead of Kevin, she saw Norah—and froze in shock.

How is she still alive? Bianca thought. She was supposed to die at Archer’s hands.

The disbelief quickly turned into fury, and Bianca’s voice rose.

“Norah!”

“Norah!”

Bianca shoved past everyone in her way, charging toward Norah like a woman possessed.

Frank immediately stepped in to block her path, but Norah held up a hand, stopping him.

Bianca’s emotions spiraled out of control. Her wide eyes burned with hatred as she screamed, “Why are you here? Why aren’t you dead? You’re the one who should have died!”

Without warning, Bianca lunged at Norah, but Norah didn’t flinch. Her face turned ice cold, her gaze sharper than a blade. As Bianca reached for her, Norah grabbed her by the hair and delivered a sharp, resounding slap.

“Ahh!” Bianca cried out in pain.

Norah had been holding back for too long. She glared at the onlookers and said in a steady, cutting tone, “You all saw it. She tried to attack me. This is self-defense.”

No one dared to argue.

Bianca stared at Norah in disbelief, her face stinging and her pride in shambles. But she wasn’t done yet. Through clenched teeth, she spat, “How dare you hit me? I’ll tell Kevin, and he’ll make you pay!”

Norah’s cold smile deepened. She studied Bianca, who looked like a shell of her former self—desperate, unhinged, pathetic. “Kevin?” Norah scoffed. “If Kevin was going to take your side, do you think you’d be in this mess right now?”

Bianca faltered, glancing down at herself. Her disheveled state was undeniable, but she refused to accept it. She clung to her delusion, the fantasy that Kevin still cared.

Straightening up, Bianca wiped her tears, trying to reclaim her dignity. “Norah, you just want me in prison, don’t you? Well, it’s not happening! I had nothing to do with this! I came here for medical treatment—I saved Kevin! You should all be thanking me! I risked my life for him! I’m his savior!”

Norah’s expression darkened. “Do you really think you’re innocent? Calvin is your father. You’re as guilty as he is. You can’t just walk away from this.”

Bianca’s voice rose in defiance. “No! I had nothing to do with Calvin! He’s not even my real father! Whatever he’s done has nothing to do with me. I didn’t break any laws! You’re just jealous. Jealous that Kevin liked me first. That’s why you want to destroy me!”

She turned to the others, desperation creeping into her voice. “You all heard her! Norah’s lying! She’s the one who wants me dead. She’s the criminal here, not me!”

Norah’s icy stare didn’t waver. Bianca’s theatrics didn’t faze her.

“Stubborn as ever,” Norah said quietly, almost to herself. “You’ve always been this way, Bianca. You refuse to take responsibility. But that doesn’t change the truth.”

Bianca flinched.

“You think you’ve escaped justice, but your hands are far from clean,” Norah continued. “You can’t outrun what’s coming. Justice doesn’t forget, and it’s never too late.”

Norah had nothing more to say to her. Turning away, she refused to let Bianca’s madness consume her any further.

But then...

Bianca laughed. The sound was hollow, chilling, filled with bitterness.

Norah stopped in her tracks.

Bianca rubbed her sore cheek, her lips curling into a mocking smile. “Do you think this is over?” she sneered.

Norah turned her head slightly, her eyes narrowing.

Bianca’s voice dropped, dripping with malice. “Do you really think the poison in your body is that easy to cure?”