Ch. 385: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 385

Chapter 385

Originally, Norah planned to rattle Bianca by making her think she had regained her memory.

She wanted to see if she could get Bianca to slip up and reveal something.

But then, she learned that Bianca hadn’t shown up at the company for days.

That was odd.

Norah recalled the events surrounding Bianca’s release from prison. Even though her career had taken a nosedive, and her reputation was in shambles, it wasn’t bad enough for her to just vanish.

Was she trying to use her disappearance to stir up attention?

That kind of stunt was right up Bianca’s alley, so it wasn’t out of the question.

But if even the company had no clue where she was, then it probably wasn’t just a publicity trick.

Norah asked, “Bianca’s missing, and no one’s reported it? Shouldn’t the company call the police?”

“We’re not her family. Company policy doesn’t allow us to act unless the higher-ups say so. We can’t risk damaging the company’s image,” an employee responded.

Hearing that, Norah couldn’t help but feel a pang of coldness.

Kevin had built this entertainment company for Bianca. Now that she was missing, and no one cared?

At first, Norah was struck by how ruthless and heartless these corporate elites were. But the more she thought about it, the more it didn’t add up.

Bianca had just gotten out of prison and returned to the entertainment industry. The general public didn’t know about her past, so their perception of her wouldn’t have changed. What had damaged her image was the media coverage.

Normally, if the company stepped in, the negative press could be buried. If they pushed hard enough, they could erase it entirely.

But now, Bianca was being left to the wolves.

There was no PR cleanup, and she was still being torn apart online.

And the entertainment company’s former star? Completely abandoned.

Kevin had always cared about Bianca. Wouldn’t he have done something to clean up her image?

Why was there no effort at all?

Just as Norah was piecing things together, a hushed voice whispered, “Mr. Edwards.”

Kevin strode in with his usual commanding presence.

Tall and imposing, he walked in from the sunlight, his sharp features set in stone. His expression was cold, his deep eyes unreadable, exuding authority without needing to say a word.

Norah instinctively avoided his gaze. Their relationship was already hanging by a thread—there was no need for her to be in his line of sight.

That was when she heard Kian’s voice giving orders.

“From now on, all news about Bianca is to be erased. She is never to appear in the public eye again. If anyone asks, no one is to say a word. As far as we’re concerned, Bianca does not exist.”

Norah stiffened.

“Yes, sir,” the employees responded immediately, not daring to question him.

The person Norah had just been speaking with suddenly grew anxious. They had just been discussing Bianca, and now this decree came down. Would it get them in trouble?

Norah ran through the possibilities in her head.

Bianca’s disappearance—Kevin had to be involved.

She didn’t believe he was simply covering something up. That would be pointless. No, this was something else entirely.

Imprisonment?

Or something worse?

Either way, it was illegal.

Kevin wouldn’t—would he?

A sinking feeling settled in her gut. If Kevin had really done something drastic, he was putting his entire future on the line.

Had he used his influence to get Bianca out of prison just to exact revenge?

That seemed... far too reckless.

Norah’s expression darkened. Kevin and his team were heading toward the elevator, and she knew she had to act fast.

“Kevin!” she called out.

Kevin, who had been stone-faced the entire time, finally reacted. He turned to look at her.

Norah quickly walked toward him, worried they would get in the elevator before she could stop them.

Seeing Kevin pause, she exhaled in relief.

Kian greeted her with a respectful, “Madam.”

Norah ignored him, locking eyes with Kevin.

Kevin remained silent, his gaze cool and questioning.

Norah stepped inside the elevator and spoke firmly. “You. Get in. The rest of you, stay out. I need to talk to him alone.”

Her commanding tone left no room for argument.

No one dared to step forward except Kevin, who—though clearly skeptical—obeyed her request.

The elevator doors closed.

When they reached Kevin’s private floor, the doors slid open.

Norah walked toward his office without a word.

She knew Kevin would follow.

Once inside, she shut the door behind them, turned to face him, and demanded, “Did you kidnap Bianca?”

Kevin, momentarily caught in the tight space between her and the door, studied her face.

His sharp eyes narrowed, but he didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he took a step back, putting some space between them.

“Don’t say things you can’t prove,” he replied flatly. “What evidence do you have that I kidnapped Bianca?”

Norah stepped forward, closing the distance again.

“I heard everything just now. You’re trying to erase Bianca from existence. That’s impossible. She’s a public figure. Too many people know her. You can’t just make her disappear.” She narrowed her eyes. “What did you do? You’re not just the president of the Edwards Group anymore—you know the law. The world doesn’t revolve around you. Don’t do something you’ll regret.”

Her voice was firm, her words rapid. She was truly afraid that Kevin had crossed a line.

Kevin remained silent, his expression unreadable.

Unlike Norah, who was growing increasingly agitated, he seemed completely at ease.

That, in itself, was unsettling.

Her frustration flared. “Are you even listening to me?” she snapped.

“I hear you,” Kevin said, the corners of his lips curling slightly. “But you’ve accused me of so many things. Shouldn’t you be responsible for those words?”

His tone was amused, his gaze distant.

Norah frowned.

It had only been a few days since she last saw him, but it felt like he had become a different person.

If Kevin really had kidnapped Bianca, then it was clearly for Norah’s sake.

That only made her feel worse.

She didn’t want him to go down that path—not for her.

“Don’t lie to me,” she pleaded, her voice almost trembling. “Whatever’s going on between us, just put that aside. I don’t want you doing something reckless. I don’t want you gambling with your future.”

Kevin’s gaze flickered.

“Are you worried about me?”

He took a step forward, closing the space between them.

Norah suddenly felt the shift in atmosphere.

She had come here to talk about something serious, but Kevin’s attention was elsewhere.

When she looked up at him, she realized—too late—that his hand was already at her waist.

His voice dropped to a murmur against her ear.

“Norah,” he said slowly, “if you wanted to get close to me, you could’ve found a better excuse.” His fingers pressed against her back, pulling her closer. “This whole ‘worried about me’ act—it’s a bit of a stretch.”

Norah stiffened.

He wasn’t taking this seriously at all.

Kevin’s lips curled into a smirk.

“If you really can’t let me go, just admit it,” he whispered. “Maybe then, I’ll consider what to do about us.”