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Ch. 374: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 374

Chapter 374

Norah froze in place, her face shifting dramatically as she turned back in shock. "What did you just say?"

She gripped Lyanna's hand tightly, thinking she must have misheard.

How could she have known Bianca in high school?

From what she remembered, even if she had been aware of Bianca, it would have been only because of her crush on Kevin. Given her personality, she would never have willingly associated with Bianca.

Bianca was a rival.

Now that she knew she hadn’t even met Kevin in junior high, how could she possibly have known Bianca?

It didn’t make sense.

A chilling realization settled over her—had her memories been a lie all along?

Lyanna noticed Norah’s face pale, her expression distant, and worried she had said something wrong. "Norah... Did I say something I shouldn’t have? You look so shaken."

Norah forced herself to stay calm but didn’t loosen her grip on Lyanna’s hand. "No, I just—are you sure? You remember me telling you I knew a girl named Bianca? Are you absolutely certain?"

She pressed for confirmation, desperate for an answer.

Lyanna hesitated, worried she might be mistaken, but seeing Norah's intense gaze, she didn’t dare be careless. She carefully recalled their past conversations, then nodded stiffly. "Yes, I’m sure. You told me about a younger girl. Her family was poor, and you occasionally helped her out. I thought you two were close and stayed in touch."

Norah's pupils constricted, a chill running down her spine.

She had interacted with Bianca before, yet she had no memory of it. And Bianca had been lurking around her all this time?

Her fingers slowly loosened their grip, and she stumbled back a few steps.

"Norah, are you okay?" Lyanna asked, concerned by her reaction.

Norah took a deep breath. "I’m fine. Don’t worry too much."

She steadied herself and looked at Lyanna again. "Is there anything else you remember?" She needed to know just how many secrets were buried in her past.

Lyanna thought for a moment. "We mostly talked about school and hobbies—nothing unusual. I just assumed you and Bianca still kept in touch."

Norah frowned. "But I didn’t interact much with Bianca back then, did I?"

Lyanna shook her head. "You only mentioned her once, then never brought her up again. I don’t think you were close."

That could only mean one thing—Bianca had deliberately approached her.

Was it possible that Bianca had tricked her into joining the organization?

Back then, she had been too naive to recognize deception. If Bianca had played the victim, she might have let her guard down and sympathized with her.

Lyanna had said Norah had been kind to Bianca.

That meant she had walked right into the trap.

Lyanna also seemed to realize Norah had no recollection of these events.

It had been so long. Norah barely remembered Lyanna, so how could she recall a minor acquaintance like Bianca?

Lyanna, however, had remembered because she had sat next to Norah—and because Bianca had later become a celebrity. That had triggered old memories.

After a while, Norah composed herself. "Lyanna, I’m really glad we ran into each other today. But I’m still in the hospital, so let’s have dinner another time."

"Sure!" Lyanna agreed with a smile, then chatted with her a little longer before leaving.

Gloria had been listening quietly nearby. Once Lyanna was gone, her face darkened. "Norah, you and Bianca knew each other that early?"

"I don’t remember." Norah’s voice was flat. "But if we really did, then she’s even more dangerous than I thought."

She had been completely oblivious to the predator in her midst.

Gloria scoffed. "Then think about it—how much have you lost over the years? It’s not a coincidence!"

Norah understood all too well.

She had never taken Bianca seriously before, but after suffering repeated schemes at her hands, there was no way she would let her go unpunished.

"Let’s go back."

She hadn’t fully processed everything yet, but the thought of Bianca exploiting her amnesia filled her with dread. What else had she done?

What exactly had Norah gone through in the organization?

Why had Bianca deceived her?

How had Norah managed to escape?

Calvin noticed Norah’s unease.

She was in the dark, desperately searching for answers.

She couldn’t shake the feeling that an even bigger secret was buried beneath it all.

She needed to remember everything.

And if her amnesia wasn’t accidental, then someone had erased her memories on purpose.

Just then, Gloria spoke again. "Norah, Bianca has been released!"

Norah’s head snapped up. "Released? She’s out?"

"Yes. I just saw the news. It’s not old footage—she was photographed outside a hotel today." Gloria pulled out her phone, showing a paparazzi photo of Bianca having hot pot with some people.

The moment the photo surfaced, rumors exploded online, speculating that Bianca had a new boyfriend.

Not long ago, she had made a high-profile announcement about her relationship with Kevin. Now, just as suddenly, there was a scandal linking her to someone else. The internet was in an uproar.

Bianca wouldn’t ignore the gossip. Whether good or bad, any publicity kept her relevant.

She had always played the game that way.

And this time was no different.

"She’s like a cockroach—impossible to get rid of! How did she manage to get out of prison? Who’s backing her?" Gloria was furious. She had been hoping Bianca would serve a long sentence.

If she had, her career in the entertainment industry would have been over.

Norah, too, was disheartened. There was no way Bianca could have been released so soon without Kevin pulling strings for her.

Shortly after the rumors spread, Bianca released a statement.

—Not my boyfriend, just a crew dinner. Thanks for your concern!

"It doesn’t matter. She’s definitely out." Gloria’s voice was sharp.

Bianca hadn’t said a word about her time in detention. The information must have been suppressed.

It would have damaged her reputation, so of course, she had kept quiet.

Norah’s eyes turned cold. Even if Bianca wanted to bury the past, Norah wouldn’t let her.

Bianca had clawed her way into the entertainment industry.

And Norah would make sure she left it in disgrace.

She picked up her phone and called Emani, her voice ice-cold. "Write a report on Bianca."

Emani received the order and got to work immediately.

Two hours later, the story hit the media.

And the entire city erupted.

The female corpse case had already shaken the public.

Now, Bianca’s rumored involvement reignited the panic, fueling even wilder speculation.

Bianca had hoped to lay low and recover.

Now that she was out, as long as she stayed away from Calvin and minded her own business, she still had a shot at survival in the industry.

Even she had been surprised at how easily she had been released.

Nine times out of ten, Kevin had pulled the strings.

A smirk played on Bianca’s lips. He had claimed he was only honoring his grandfather’s last wish, but he was still helping her.

He still cared.

She knew it.

Just as she was reveling in her own thoughts, Cleo rushed in. "Ms. Lynch, a report just came out linking you to an organ trafficking ring! Public outrage is skyrocketing, and your reputation is in free fall!"

Bianca had already been controversial.

Now, this?

It could be the final nail in her coffin.

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