Ch. 462: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 462

Chapter 462

A deep, sarcastic smile curled at the corner of Baimo's lips. "Walk right into the trap."

The Clown remained silent but understood exactly what Baimo meant.

Kevin approached the outskirts of the Yi tribe once more, his face altered to remain undetected. Using the same tactic as before, he was about to infiltrate when his phone rang. The caller ID showed an unfamiliar Yi number.

He hesitated for a split second, then answered, remembering that Norah had once used Baimo’s phone to contact him.

"Looking for Norah?" a woman’s voice asked.

Kevin’s expression darkened. The only person from the Yi tribe who could have his number and speak with such certainty had to be Baimo’s sister—Journi.

"What exactly are you two up to?" he asked coldly.

"You don’t have the right to question me. If you want Norah back, you’ll follow my instructions." Journi's voice carried a smug confidence, her eyes gleaming with calculation.

She was certain Kevin would comply for Norah’s sake.

But to her shock, Kevin hung up without hesitation.

If anyone was going to negotiate with him, it had to be Baimo. He wasn't about to trust someone else.

Hearing the abrupt disconnect, Journi’s face twisted with rage.

At a time like this, Kevin still had the audacity to act so high and mighty. Why?!

But she couldn’t call again.

And she knew Kevin wouldn’t contact her either.

Still, she held all the cards.

Three days later.

Norah was burning up with fever, drifting in and out of consciousness, her mind tangled in fevered hallucinations.

She found herself reliving the day she gave birth—the moment her child was placed in her arms. She remembered the newborn’s crumpled face, then the scene shifted. The baby’s eyes gleamed like polished obsidian.

Suddenly, Kevin was there, holding the child, his face lit with joy.

"Norah, the baby is perfectly healthy. We’ll live happily together as a family."

Reaching out for them, she felt the world around her collapse into darkness.

Back in reality, Norah was unconscious, and the laboratory was in chaos.

Calvin had given strict orders: Norah had to survive.

But at that moment, she showed no signs of life.

"No, no, no! Elder Donnelly, the woman you brought in—she’s dead!"

The panicked voice echoed in Calvin’s ears. The person reporting to him was so flustered that he knocked over a piece of lab equipment.

Without hesitation, Calvin’s icy gaze locked onto the man—and then came the gunshot.

A single "bang," and the man crumpled to the floor.

Calvin strode over to Norah, his expression unreadable. He swiftly pulled out silver needles, puncturing several vital acupuncture points. As soon as she showed the faintest hint of breath, he forced a few pills down her throat.

A minute passed.

Slowly, Norah’s eyelids fluttered open.

Seeing Calvin looming over her, she let out a cold, mocking laugh. "You really don’t want me dead, do you?"

It had felt so real.

But Norah knew it was just a dream.

The baby was gone.

And she and Kevin… were no longer together.

Calvin's gaze hardened. He wasn’t trying to save Norah—she was just a crucial piece of his experiment. He couldn’t afford to let her die.

The commotion in the lab caught the attention of Jace, who was inside the containment chamber.

Calvin’s lab was staffed around the clock, but Jace was never submerged in the containment tank for too long. Each time he was left soaking until his body swelled, only to be fished out later.

For days, he had endured every experiment.

As Pharaoh’s most successful test subject, Jace had built up an immunity to these torturous procedures. And now, as one of Calvin’s test subjects, he saw his opportunity.

When a lab assistant approached with an injection, Jace struck.

In one swift motion, he grabbed the syringe and drove it deep into the man’s neck.

Then—

He dragged the body beneath a table, stripped him of his lab suit, and donned his mask.

Finally, he shoved the corpse into a containment tank, creating the illusion that he was still inside.

Jace had spent years in labs—he knew every detail of their layouts and routines.

He moved through the corridors undetected, scanning his surroundings carefully.

And that’s when he saw her.

Norah.

His heart clenched.

In a few quick strides, he reached her. "Julie."

The voice startled Norah.

She lifted her gaze and, though she couldn’t see his face, she recognized those amber-clear eyes.

"Jace?! What are you doing here?"

She had believed Jace was long gone, safe from all this. Yet here he was, standing before her.

Because of her.

She didn’t know how to process the emotions flooding her. And Jace—he was just as overwhelmed.

He had come back to find Norah, but Calvin had captured him first. Now, seeing her alive filled him with a fierce determination.

Nothing else mattered.

He had to get her out.

"Come on, Julie. Let’s take a leap of faith tonight."

Jace had escaped the Yi tribe once before.

He could do it again.

And with the lab suit disguising him, no one would suspect a thing.

Norah nodded but hesitated. "Jace, there’s a girl here. She’s a prisoner, like me. I can’t just leave her behind."

Jace gently placed a hand on her head. "Julie, we don’t have time. Right now, I can only guarantee your safety. You have to understand—everyone has their own fate. We can’t save everyone. Sometimes, we have to save ourselves first."

He quickly unfastened her restraints, then took her hand, leading her through the lab’s corridors.

With his disguise, no one questioned them.

It was almost too easy.

Norah had been imprisoned for so long that she felt weak. At one point, she stumbled, but Jace caught her just in time. She held her breath, making sure not to make a sound.

Just a little farther.

They reached the exit.

Then—

A figure stepped into their path. "Where do you think you’re going?"