Ch. 474: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 474

Chapter 474

Jace spoke slowly, his eyes growing more resolute with each word. He thought back to Julie from years ago, her smile warm and radiant. She had been his protector, his light in the darkest times. Without her, he wouldn’t have survived this long, even if his life was now nearing its end. Being by her side, even now, was his greatest comfort.

When Pharaoh heard Jace’s words, he froze for a moment. After a heavy silence, he murmured, "Don’t forget, I’m the one who turned you into a medicine man."

The one who created the problem could also solve it. Pharaoh had the power to reverse what he’d done, to give Jace a chance at a normal life. The experiments he once believed in had only brought madness. Now, all he cared about was his child.

"Really?" Jace’s eyes lit up with hope and excitement.

When he’d left before, he knew his time was running out. He didn’t want Norah, who saw him as a friend, to grieve for him. But when Kevin called, saying Norah was in danger, Jace had rushed back without hesitation. Seeing her suffer under Calvin’s experiments had shattered him. He couldn’t leave her again.

Now, Pharaoh was offering him a way out—a chance to be normal again. It was everything Jace had dreamed of.

Pharaoh’s voice was rough but sincere. "Of course it’s true. Consider it my thanks for saving Norah."

Pharaoh and Baimo stayed in the camp, crossing paths with Norah occasionally. Though she was in military territory, Kevin ensured she was well cared for, even more so after her family arrived. But Norah had no appetite. She often gave her food to the wounded, refusing special treatment.

She made it clear to Kevin, "I don’t need privileges. I’ll eat what the soldiers eat. If Steven and Karina aren’t leaving, neither am I."

Kevin sighed. He’d expected this. "It’s not me. Baimo arranged this for you. If you don’t want it, you’ll have to tell him yourself."

Norah glanced at Baimo and Pharaoh. They were eating too, but their meals were different from hers. When they smiled at her, she felt a pang of discomfort.

"I’ve made myself clear," Norah said quietly. "Don’t disrupt my life. If you need to discuss something with Kevin, talk business. Leave me out of it."

Her mood was heavy, and she didn’t want to dwell on it. She stood and left the tent, leaving Pharaoh visibly hurt. He wanted to make amends, to reconnect with his daughter, but in this war-torn place, his options were limited. Norah’s rejection stung.

Baimo gave his father a look, then hurried after Norah. She heard his footsteps but didn’t turn around, hoping he’d give up. Instead, he jogged ahead and blocked her path. "Norah, wait!"

She didn’t like being called Julie, so he avoided it. Norah stopped, her lips pressed together, her eyes filled with doubt. "What do you want?"

Baimo’s voice was hoarse. "Norah, I know you’re resistant. My father has done terrible things, but his love for us is real. After you disappeared, he never stopped looking for you. When Calvin brought Bianca back, Dad thought it was you. He gave her everything, trying to make up for what he thought he’d lost with you."

Norah raised a hand, trying to stop him, but Baimo pressed on. "You don’t know this, but Dad’s experiments were driven by ambition. He turned Jace into a medicine man. But now he says he can reverse it. He’s willing to do it, to thank Jace for saving you."

Baimo took a deep breath. His father, the once-proud Pharaoh of the Yi tribe, had been manipulated by Calvin for years. Yet, when it came to Norah, he was willing to humble himself. That was the depth of his love for her.

Norah stayed silent, her throat tight, her eyes burning. She hadn’t expected this from Pharaoh. Maybe, as Baimo said, he was a flawed man but a loving father. Blood ties couldn’t be erased. Still, she couldn’t bring herself to accept it.

"I don’t want to talk about this right now. Can you just leave me alone?" Norah’s voice was weary, her exhaustion both physical and emotional.

Baimo didn’t want to push her, but he couldn’t let it go. "Norah, I’m not trying to force you. But Dad and I are here now. The Yi tribe has changed. If you don’t come back to us, where will you go? You and Kevin are divorced, aren’t you?"

Norah’s heart sank. Baimo had dug into her past, uncovering details she hadn’t shared. Before she could respond, he continued, "Only by coming back to the Yi tribe can we protect you. Dad is determined to make things right. No one can take your place now. I know it’s hard, but you have to accept that we’re your family. That’s something you can’t change."

"I don’t want to hear this!" Norah snapped. "I’ve made it clear—I’m not returning to the Yi tribe. Why can’t you respect that? I’ve forgotten the past. My name isn’t Julie; it’s Norah. I grew up in the imperial capital. I’m not a child anymore. I have the right to decide what I do with my life!"

As her words hung in the air, the urgent blare of a horn echoed through the camp.