Ch. 445: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 445

Chapter 445

Norah understood the dynamic between her and Baimo. Right now, she was testing him.

Baimo smiled. "You’re looking for someone, right? Once you find them, you can take them away. But with the war raging, you’re safest here."

His voice was soft and raspy, but his gaze never left Norah.

Behind her, Kevin felt a tightness in his chest. At this moment, the only thing he wanted was to pull Norah into his arms.

"Let’s go."

Baimo repeated the words before Norah could respond.

He didn’t say where he was taking her, but Norah knew that if she left now, she and Kevin would be separated. There was no way Baimo would allow Kevin to come along.

Her mind raced.

"Baimo," she called out.

Baimo turned to look at her. He didn’t speak, but his expression made it clear—he was waiting for her to say something.

Norah hesitated. "I don’t really want to go. It’ll also make searching for someone more complicated."

She knew she had no real say in the matter, but she needed to test Baimo. She also needed to know exactly where he was taking her.

Baimo’s expression remained unchanged, but he discreetly glanced at Kevin.

Kevin’s face was unreadable, but his dark eyes carried a sharp intensity.

"Come with me. You’ll be back soon."

"...Okay."

She had no choice but to agree. She shot Kevin a subtle signal, but Kevin refused to let her go so easily.

What if he never saw her again?

"You can follow."

Just as Norah was about to take a step forward, Baimo turned to Kevin, who had been preparing to move.

The journey to Pharaoh’s quarters wasn’t far. Within minutes, Baimo led Norah and Kevin inside.

The moment Pharaoh saw Norah, his eyes darkened. He hadn’t expected that the woman standing before him now was the same one Journi had brought back.

His voice was low. "What’s your name?"

"Norah," she answered.

Seeing the fanged mask, the lavish surroundings, and the commanding presence of the man before her, she knew instantly—this was Pharaoh.

If she wanted to survive, she had to play this carefully.

Kevin, on the other hand, was already calculating his next move.

Pharaoh waved a hand. Baimo understood the command and cleared the room. Even Kevin had no choice but to leave.

Norah’s stomach twisted with unease.

Once they were alone, Pharaoh spoke. "Are you from Craggaville?"

"The capital," Norah replied, instinctively clenching her fists. She wasn’t going to pretend she wasn’t afraid—anyone would be in this situation.

Pharaoh didn’t respond immediately. The capital... What a coincidence. And Norah’s face—

There was something familiar about it.

Norah stood there, her heart pounding.

"What’s your relationship with Baimo?" Pharaoh asked. The first time he saw Norah in the garden, she had claimed to be Baimo’s person.

Norah answered honestly. "We’re friends. We met in a village, talked a few times, got to know each other. But your daughter sees me as an enemy."

Journi had made it clear—she wanted Norah dead. And Norah had learned plenty about this place since arriving.

Pharaoh’s voice hardened. "Why are you trying to get close to Baimo?"

Anger radiated from him. Norah couldn’t see his face behind the mask, but the sheer force of his presence made her skin prickle.

She lowered her head. "It wasn’t intentional. I just happened to meet him."

Only Baimo knew she was searching for someone.

Had he told Pharaoh?

She was taking a gamble. A gamble that Baimo, who taught villagers medicine and education, wasn’t a monster. A gamble that he was a good man.

She had to be right.

Pharaoh chuckled. "What are you doing here?"

Before she could answer, he pulled a gun from his waist.

The barrel pressed against her forehead.

Norah had seen war. She had seen death. But this—

One wrong word, and Pharaoh would pull the trigger without hesitation.

"I’m looking for someone. I was poisoned—KA48, a toxin developed by the Yi people. My friend came here to save me. I didn’t expect to get caught in the war and be treated as an enemy. I just want to live."

Her heart pounded in her throat as she spoke.

Outside, Kevin was pacing like a caged animal.

He wanted to storm in, but Baimo moved first.

At the same time, the clown blocked Kevin’s path, gripping his arm.

"If you don’t want both of you to die, don’t do anything reckless," the clown warned in a low voice.

Kevin’s jaw clenched in fury.

The clown’s words confirmed what he feared—Norah had been singled out. She was in danger.

And Kevin wasn’t about to sit back and watch.

He had to find a way. Capture the leader, seize control. If he could take Pharaoh, he could get Norah out of this hellhole.

The clown seemed to read his thoughts. "I’m warning you—stay put. Young Master Baimo won’t let anything happen to her."

Kevin’s expression darkened.

Why was Baimo so protective of Norah?

What was their relationship?

The clown stepped closer, pressing a pistol against Kevin’s waist.

Inside, Baimo stepped forward.

His heart pounded as he saw Pharaoh’s gun aimed at Norah’s head.

"Dad, what are you doing? The one person I have by my side—you want to make her my enemy too?"

Baimo’s voice was sharp, desperate. He didn’t know the full story yet, but one thing was clear—Norah couldn’t die. He had to protect her.

Pharaoh sneered. "This girl, Norah... she’s bold. But she doesn’t deserve to be by your side. Throw her into the slave camp—let her suffer. Otherwise, you’ll be dishonoring your sister."

As he spoke, Pharaoh pulled the trigger.

But at the last second, Baimo shoved Norah aside.

The bullet tore into Baimo’s shoulder blade.

Norah was stunned.

From the moment she met Baimo, she had doubted him.

But right now, he had just saved her life.

Pharaoh’s face darkened. "Baimo, do you even realize what you’re doing?"