Ch. 552: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 552

Chapter 552

"Thanks."

Steven turned her down. He didn’t want to say thank you to Norah, and he definitely didn’t want to hear her offer him any kind of blessing.

But what could they do?

This was already the best possible ending for them.

"I have other plans. When I return to Craggaville... if there's a business opportunity, we can always meet again." Norah smiled, her words perfectly measured.

"Okay."

Steven watched her walk away, and his heart twisted more with each step. In the end, the pain swallowed him whole, like a monster consuming him from the inside.

Some people, he realized, are better off never crossing paths.

...

Norah returned to Kevin, who had bought her a cup of milk tea.

Not just for her—Cooper and Pharaoh were taken care of too.

Cooper had fries and fried chicken, while Pharaoh got Dahongpao tea. Kevin had brought Kian along this time as well. It was Kian’s first visit, and he was curious to see the place.

More importantly, Kian could keep them updated on business matters.

Kian was a workaholic—he didn’t stop working, even while waiting for a flight.

Pharaoh couldn’t help but comment, “I know you all love the kid, but Cooper’s health isn’t great. You really should cut back on the fried foods.”

"Dad, I know. I only let him eat it once in a while."

Kevin was actually very sensitive about this stuff. Cooper had never had fried food before. But the truth was, he and Norah still carried a lot of guilt.

Besides, Pharaoh had always been strict with him.

“Eat slowly. Don’t choke,” Pharaoh added, still attentive as he gently wiped the oil from the corners of Cooper’s mouth.

This—this was what a happy family looked like.

On the plane, Norah had a dream.

She saw a little girl holding a rose, smiling sweetly at her. “Pretty auntie, can I go home with you?”

The little girl was adorable.

As Norah reached out to her, she suddenly woke up.

It didn’t feel like a random dream. It felt like fate.

If she got pregnant again, and this time had a daughter, she’d have both a son and a daughter.

Still, doubts tugged at her.

Cooper had been taken to Mousse right after he was born. She hadn’t been there for his early years. If she had another child now, all her attention would naturally go to the new baby.

“What’s wrong? Nightmare?” Kevin asked, noticing how unsettled she looked.

Norah pressed her lips together and shared what she was thinking.

Kevin wrapped his arms around her. “It’s okay. Just let things happen naturally. Even if your focus shifts, Cooper still has me, his grandfather, and his uncle.”

That was true—Cooper was deeply loved by everyone.

But—

Could anyone else’s love ever match a mother’s?

Norah shook her head. “I don’t want a second child. Not yet. I’ll wait until Cooper fully recovers.”

“Okay. If that’s how you feel, that’s all that matters.”

It was a shame they’d missed out on their child’s early years. But Kevin respected all of Norah’s choices.

Eight hours later, they landed in the Yi tribe. Baimo and Freyja came to meet them personally.

The moment they saw Cooper, their attention was fully on him. Freyja wouldn’t let go of him and handed over all the gifts she’d brought for him.

In their arms, Cooper looked like part of a perfect little family.

Norah laughed. “Once you two get married, you should start a family right away. And when the baby comes, I better get to babysit.”

“You’re not even in the Yi tribe. Your dad moved with you to the capital too. Why don’t you move back? I’ll pay you well,” Baimo said, half-joking, half-serious.

He had a point—distance was an issue. Though Norah had chosen to stay in the capital, Baimo genuinely wished she’d return.

The Yi tribe was their spiritual home. As her brother, Baimo wanted to make up for lost time in every way possible.

Norah understood what he was really saying. But Kevin was in the capital. So were her adoptive parents. Her entire life was there.

She had no interest in managing the Yi tribe.

Norah chuckled. “When my sister-in-law gives birth, I’ll come stay and help take care of her.”

They didn’t have a mother. Sure, Baimo could hire help, but nothing could replace family.

Freyja’s eyes welled up when Norah called her “sister-in-law.”

Baimo had chosen her, and everyone in his circle had accepted her. It felt amazing.

Still, Baimo brought up something serious with Pharaoh regarding Arlene. “A friend of mine was injected with a drug. It’s an enhanced version of one Calvin developed. Dad, I’d like you to take a look.”

At the mention of Calvin, Pharaoh’s expression darkened.

An enhanced drug by Calvin? But Calvin had already been turned into a human pig, stripped of his humanity. His tongue had been ripped out, and he could only squeal like a pig now.

How could someone like that have the power to do this?

Or... who were these people dumb enough to keep following Calvin?

Meanwhile, Norah caught the name “Arlene.”

Her memory was sharp. She remembered meeting Arlene when she first visited the northern Yi tribe. “Is it the Arlene I know?” she asked.

“Yes,” Baimo replied honestly.

Back then, there was war, but Arlene had cooked for her. Now, five years later, Arlene was here—and Norah felt compelled to see her.

But the sight of Arlene shocked her.

“Is it the potion? Is that what did this to her? Dad, do you think you can help? Please…”

The fact that Arlene was in a lab meant she had a connection with Baimo.

Norah couldn’t just stand by and watch her die.

Pharaoh nodded. “Let me take a look. Don’t worry—I’ll do everything I can to help.”

But Arlene’s condition didn’t look good.

Pharaoh’s face fell. “The toxins have reached her internal organs. This new formula is deadly. There’s no antidote.”

In other words, whoever gave Arlene the potion never planned to let her live. They used her and discarded her.

If she couldn’t be saved… she would’ve died because of Baimo.

Baimo was devastated. “Dad, you’ve worked in the lab for decades. You must have a way. Please—save her!”

“If there’s a way, I won’t hesitate,” Pharaoh said, his tone grave.