Ch. 472: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 472

Chapter 472

"It’s not my territory, so I don’t have a say," Norah said quietly, her lips pressed into a thin line. She understood what Jace was thinking, but to her, he was just a friend.

"Then I’ll go talk to Kevin," Jace replied, his tone serious. Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked away.

Within minutes, Jace found Kevin in his tent. Kevin stood in front of a large map, dressed in his military uniform, every inch the commanding officer. There was a stark difference between them—Kevin’s presence was commanding, his demeanor unwavering. It was no wonder Norah was drawn to him.

After a moment of hesitation, Jace approached him. "Norah has a problem. You know that, don’t you?"

Kevin’s hand stilled. He set down the pen he was holding and looked at Jace. Though he didn’t speak, his dark, intense eyes said everything.

Jace continued, "It seems you do."

Kevin gave a single nod. "Hmm."

"She was in a slave camp. After witnessing the suffering of others, she developed a strong sense of empathy. So strong that she started believing their pain was her own. Kevin, in her current state, I can’t leave her side." Jace’s voice was firm, his determination clear.

Kevin understood Jace’s feelings, just as he understood Norah’s. But the thought of someone else being so deeply concerned for her weighed heavily on him, like a stone pressing on his chest.

"I know this isn’t easy for you," Jace added. "But I won’t come between you two. You know who I am and what my role is."

Before Kevin could respond, Frank appeared at the tent’s entrance. "Captain Edwards, representatives from the Yi tribe are here. It’s Baimo and Pharaoh."

Baimo and Pharaoh had come to see Norah. Given their blood ties, Kevin couldn’t stop them. But Norah needed to be informed first—she shouldn’t be blindsided by their arrival.

Kevin turned to Jace. "We’ll talk more about this later. Right now, I need to see Norah. Frank, keep them waiting for a moment."

"Yes, sir," Frank replied before stepping out.

Kevin strode out of the tent, leaving Jace alone. Jace watched him go, his heart heavy. In just a few seconds, it felt as though an invisible hand had clenched around his chest, making it hard to breathe.

He had met Norah first. She had given him something precious—her trust. Yet, in the end, it was Kevin who stood by her side and won her heart. They say timing is everything, but Jace knew it was more than that. Love wasn’t just about who showed up first; it was about connection, about seizing the right moment.

Kevin found Norah sitting outside, surrounded by a small pile of wildflowers. Karina had picked them for her. Though Karina had no memory of their past, she had quickly grown attached to Norah, treating her like family.

Norah held the flowers, gently smelling their fragrance. When Kevin approached, his gaze softened. "It’s a shame I don’t have a phone. I’d take a picture of this moment."

Norah smiled faintly. "What kind of situation are we in? After everything we’ve been through, my perspective has changed."

Before, she had been Kevin’s secretary, careful to keep their relationship hidden, never letting anyone suspect a thing. Now, after all they’d endured, the idea of taking pictures felt trivial.

Kevin sat beside her and pulled her into his arms. "Norah, I know I’ve let you down in so many ways. I’m working to finish what needs to be done so I can give you the life you deserve."

"I know," Norah murmured, leaning into him. Together, they watched the sunset.

Kevin gently stroked her hair. "Norah, Baimo and Pharaoh are here. The Yi tribe has changed. The slave camps are gone, and Baimo is in charge now. Pharaoh has stepped down. As for Julie—"

"Bianca, right?" Norah interrupted with a small laugh.

Kevin’s eyes widened in surprise. "When did you figure it out?"

Norah thought for a moment. "Bits and pieces started coming together. Julie was brought back by Calvin, and Bianca was his daughter—"

"Bianca isn’t Calvin’s daughter," Kevin corrected. "She’s Siena’s. Calvin and Siena were just… close." Norah had assumed Bianca was their child, but Kevin clarified, "Bianca is dead."

"Dead?" Norah’s voice wavered. "When?"

"During Calvin’s rebellion. You and Jace escaped, but Bianca didn’t make it." Kevin explained the events leading to her death.

Norah fell silent for a moment. "I thought you’d spare her."

Even if Kevin hadn’t, she had expected Calvin to save his own daughter. But Calvin hadn’t. Reflecting on everything, Bianca had played such a significant role in her life. It was true what they said: even the most hateful people had their own tragedies.

"Go meet Baimo and Pharaoh. You’re his daughter—that hasn’t changed." Though Kevin respected Norah’s feelings, some things needed to be addressed face-to-face.

Norah didn’t want to see them, but they were here now. She stood up. "Let’s go. I’ll meet them with you."

Soon, Norah and Kevin entered the tent where Baimo and Pharaoh waited. Baimo looked the same as always, but Pharaoh—without his mask—revealed a long scar across his face. Despite it, his expression was surprisingly gentle.