Ch. 491: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 491
Chapter 491
Norah didn’t say a word, but she gave Baimo a knowing smile.
Despite continuing their journey, Baimo and the clown remained on high alert after the earlier ambush. Even Norah couldn't shake the tension lingering in her mind.
Unbeknownst to them, a secret team was following from a distance, ensuring their safe return to the Yi tribe.
When news of Norah’s arrival reached Pharaoh, he meticulously prepared a large and luxurious room for her. But the moment she stepped inside, she turned around and walked right out.
“Give me a regular room.”
She hadn’t seen Pharaoh yet, but she knew this was his doing. He was trying to make amends, but how could a lavish room erase everything that had happened? Stepping foot in this place brought back a flood of painful memories—the near-death experiences, the experiments, the cruelty of the Yi people.
And worst of all, Kevin’s poisoning.
Kevin’s death.
She knew that Pharaoh, her biological father, had always been at odds with Kevin. Over the past five years, she had quietly investigated, trying to uncover whether Pharaoh had played a role in Kevin’s death.
“Fine. You’ll stay in a regular room.” Norah’s unwavering stance made Baimo accept her decision without argument.
Soon, she was moved to another room.
Baimo had other matters to attend to, and the clown, after delivering some essentials, quickly excused himself.
Now, it was just Norah and Cooper.
Despite the change in environment, Cooper remained quiet and obedient, sticking close to her. His ability to adapt was impressive.
“Get out!”
Just as Norah was about to speak to Cooper, an arrogant female voice rang out, growing louder as it approached.
Norah turned and saw a young woman from the Yi tribe, around twenty years old, standing before her with a domineering posture.
Norah’s expression remained neutral.
“This is—”
Before she could explain, the woman cut her off with a sneer. “Do I have to throw you out myself?”
Norah didn’t move. The woman’s fury escalated.
She had been eyeing this room for herself, and now some outsider had claimed it?
And worse—it was a woman brought in by Baimo.
For five years, Young Master Baimo had kept his distance from all women. Yet now, he had returned with a woman and a child? The only explanation was that Norah had used underhanded means to get close to him.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
No, she had to teach Norah a lesson. She had to make sure this outsider knew her place and left on her own.
But Norah had been through too much to be intimidated. She had learned long ago not to let others walk all over her.
A faint, icy smile curled on her lips. “Go ahead. Show me how you plan to throw me out.”
The woman took that as a challenge. Without hesitation, she lunged at Norah.
But before she could even lay a hand on her, Norah acted first—grabbing the woman’s wrist and twisting it effortlessly. With a swift motion, she pushed her backward.
The woman stumbled and fell to the ground.
Shocked, she glared up at Norah. She hadn’t expected her to be this strong.
But she wasn’t giving up that easily.
“You don’t belong here,” she spat, picking herself up. “Don’t think that just because you’ve latched onto Young Master Baimo, you’ll be accepted. The Yi tribe already has a rightful leader. Young Master Baimo and Pharaoh will hand everything over to Miss Julie. You and your bastard child need to leave before you embarrass yourselves.”
The woman’s fury burned in her eyes. If looks could kill, Norah would have been dead on the spot.
As she spoke, she attempted another attack. But Norah wasn’t the same woman she had been five years ago.
With just a few swift movements, Norah had her pinned to the ground.
Before she could say another word, the clown arrived, carrying a bundle of clothes. “Miss, these are from the young master.”
The woman’s face twisted in shock. “You—you’re Miss Julie?”
She had thought Norah was just another scheming woman trying to climb her way up. But Miss Julie? Wasn’t she supposed to be unmarried?
Then who was this child?
The clown scoffed. “You really are blind. Now get out.”
At that moment, Norah let go of the woman. Immediately, she dropped to her knees with a loud thud.
“Miss, I’m sorry! I didn’t know who you were. I apologize! Please, if you want to punish me, go ahead.”
She was trembling now, her arrogance shattered.
Norah’s expression remained indifferent. “You’re not really sorry.”
The woman’s face paled. “H-how can I prove it? What do you want me to do?”
Norah smirked. “If you were truly sorry, you’d already know.”
She eyed the woman critically. “Tell me, who are you? Baimo’s fiancée?”
The woman’s breath hitched. Her lips parted, but no words came out.
The clown’s sharp gaze bore into her. Finally, she bowed her head. “No… I’m not Young Master Baimo’s fiancée. I’m just a steward. Even lower than the clown. I was foolish—I thought if I kept chasing away the women who got close to him, I could… I could…”
“Shut up!”
A furious voice interrupted her from the distance.
Baimo had arrived.