Ch. 443: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 443

Chapter 443

The man noticed Norah as well.

Their eyes met. His gaze was like a beautiful moon—strange yet oddly familiar. Norah didn’t recognize his face, but something about him stirred a deep sense of familiarity within her.

She quickly looked away.

The man’s eyes darkened, turbulent with emotion.

"Is he the Steven you're looking for?"

The clown, noticing their exchange, frowned.

Based on what Norah had said earlier, Karina and Steven had been trapped in the slave camp for some time, whereas Anan—the man standing before her—had only just been captured.

"No."

Norah shook her head slightly. The man in front of her and Steven were clearly two different people.

At her denial, the man’s expression hardened.

The prisoners in Area A began to line up, each one passing before Norah. She scanned their faces, but Steven was nowhere to be found.

"You’ve gone through all six hundred people in Area A," the clown reminded her. "Time’s up for today. If you want to keep searching, come back tomorrow."

"Alright," Norah responded.

There was nothing else she could do for now. This wasn’t her territory—she had no authority here.

"Let's go back, then," the clown said.

Just as he finished speaking, a series of coughs echoed behind Norah.

Her heart clenched.

That voice!

Boom—

The realization hit her like a lightning strike. No wonder the man’s eyes had felt so familiar!

She forced herself to remain composed, walking forward with the clown as if nothing had happened. When they reached a corner, she suddenly turned to him.

"Little clown, you have plenty of other things to take care of every day. Let me handle this on my own."

Her breath was unsteady.

She wasn’t sure if the clown would agree, but she had to try.

The clown misread her intentions, assuming she was asking for special privileges. "Even though the young master protects you, don’t push your luck here!" he warned, his brows furrowing.

He couldn’t understand Norah at all. She was here to find someone, yet she kept asking for more. He also had no idea why the young master indulged her so much.

Norah seized the opportunity. "You won’t even let me look for someone on my own—how is that me asking for too much?"

"You—"

The clown’s expression darkened.

But after a moment, he relented. "Fine. There are four districts. Zone D has the most people, and you’re allowed to search only one district per day. It’s set for three o’clock in the afternoon."

Norah hadn't even agreed yet when the clown set the schedule himself.

"Alright," she said.

Before leaving, the clown added, "There’s someone I want to train. Since you’re searching for someone, I’ll have them brought over later."

Then, he ordered for Anan to be brought in.

Once the clown was gone, Norah felt a wave of shock. He had agreed too easily. And Baimo... it was almost as if he was allowing her to do whatever she pleased.

No doubt, in other people’s eyes, she probably looked like a ridiculous clown herself.

The thought barely settled before Norah returned to the private room that had been arranged for her. As soon as she stepped inside, strong arms wrapped around her from behind.

"You’re okay," a deep voice murmured into her ear. "That’s all that matters."

The warmth of his embrace, the strength in his hold—it was all real.

Norah’s chest tightened. She yanked his arms away and turned to face him.

"Kevin! Are you insane?"

She kept her voice low, but it still trembled with panic.

It was bad enough that she had been caught, but now Kevin was here too? If not for Baimo’s protection, she would have been tortured beyond recognition.

Kevin had risked his life sneaking in!

Kevin cupped her face, his voice hoarse. "Norah, if you were taken, how could I just stand by and do nothing?"

It didn’t matter if this was a lion’s den or a snake pit. If Norah was here, he would break in at any cost.

Norah saw the determination in his dark eyes, her throat tightening.

Kevin had left behind his entire team to come for her. Before he left, he had even transferred all his assets to her. He had prepared every escape route for her, putting her above everything else.

"Kevin, we’re both being watched. I’m afraid you’ve already been discovered."

She tried to push him away, but at 1.9 meters tall, he was an immovable force.

Kevin didn't care. He gripped her chin and captured her lips in a deep, desperate kiss, prying her mouth open to drink in her warmth and taste. Only then did he truly believe she was here, alive.

Breathing heavily, he finally pulled away.

"Norah, as long as I’m here, nothing will happen to you."

He didn’t care if he was discovered. At the very least, he had seen her. And before sneaking in, he had implanted a tracking chip in his body.

If the system lost his vital signs, the missile strike would be automatic.

But before that happened, he had to ensure Norah’s safety.

Norah clutched his hand. "No... We need to keep our distance. They could show up at any moment, Kevin. Don’t assume the worst."

Yes, the situation was dire. But only hope could keep them moving forward.

Without it, all that remained was despair and exhaustion.

"Hmm."

Kevin acknowledged her words. He had been leaning against the door, but now he locked it.

Then, reaching beneath his collar, he pulled out a silver medallion necklace. He ran his fingers over the small raised button on the back and pressed it three times.

A distress signal.

Once he got Norah out, the entire place would go up in flames.

Norah caught the movement and grabbed his hand. "Karina and Steven are still missing," she reminded him. "There are things I haven’t figured out yet. And Kevin, there are hundreds of innocent captives here."

Pharaoh and his men were evil, but what about Baimo? He was still an enigma.

Kevin hadn’t expected Norah’s perception to be this sharp. His heart ached for her. He brushed his hand across her face.

"I failed to protect you," he murmured. "Norah, once we get out, go back to the capital. Live a peaceful life."

On the battlefield, hesitation meant death. Keen observation and quick action were necessary for survival.

Norah had both now.

Which only made him feel like he had failed her.

She covered his mouth with her hand and looped her other arm around his neck.

"Don’t say that," she whispered. "You’re not just Kevin. You’re still the legendary ‘Ye Team’ leader. You’re a hero to so many people."

"Norah..."

Kevin choked on her name, his voice thick with emotion.

But the words he wanted to say never made it out.