Ch. 558: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 558

Chapter 558

"If you don’t want to admit it, fine. But once I’ve got the money and power, I’ll get whatever I want with just a word."

After saying that, Martin knocked Bonnie out and locked her in the attic.

That night, Norah and Kevin’s plane landed. As they stepped out of the airport, they were stunned to see the billboards along the road had been changed.

The largest billboard near the airport had previously advertised Edwards’ trendy cosmetics, but it had now been replaced by a food ad.

Changing ad content without Kevin’s approval? That wasn’t normal.

The two exchanged a glance, immediately sensing that something had gone down in the capital.

Just as Norah was about to speak, Kevin’s phone rang.

As the Planning Department’s director—and a senior figure in the Edwards family—Kevin had always been loyal to them.

Kevin: “Mr. Wang, I was just about to call you. Why was the airport billboard changed?”

Mr. Wang: “Boss Edwards, I’ll explain everything. Come to my place right now. We’re all waiting for you.”

Mr. Wang’s tone was urgent. Kevin didn’t ask more questions—he and Norah jumped into a taxi and headed over.

When they arrived, Mr. Wang’s study was packed. As soon as Kevin walked in, everyone stood up.

“Boss Edwards,” they greeted him in unison.

Kevin motioned for everyone to sit. “Tell me directly—what’s going on?”

He had his suspicions, but without proof, that’s all they were.

“Martin’s bribed the company’s finance director, procurement head, and a few clients. Right now, most of Edwards is leaning toward him, and we… sigh…”

Mr. Wang and the others laid it all out. What Martin had done was beyond anything they had imagined.

Norah frowned. She’d hoped for a few quiet days back in the capital—but clearly, that wasn’t going to happen.

She let out a soft sigh.

Kevin stepped over to her and gently reassured her, “Don’t worry. Martin won’t get far with this. But with all this chaos, why hasn’t Aunt Bonnie stepped in to stop him?”

His words made everyone pause—Bonnie hadn’t been seen or heard from.

Someone voiced their concern. “If we’re being suppressed in the company, wouldn’t Miss Edwards be in danger too?”

Mr. Wang quickly shut that down. “Martin’s not that heartless.”

But no one really knew, and guesses wouldn’t help. Kevin dismissed the group and headed off to confront Martin.

The night was dark, and a soft fog drifted through the streets.

The lights were on at the villa, and inside, the laughter of men and women rang out.

Kevin pushed open the living room door, ignored the couple on the sofa, and sat down directly across from them.

The woman blushed, grabbed her clothes off the floor to cover herself, and ducked behind Martin.

“Boss Edwards, who is he?” she asked.

She had called Martin "Mr. Edwards." Kevin looked at Martin and smiled, curious how he’d respond.

Martin cleared his throat, his expression tightening. “Go. Come back when I call you.”

“She’s just a girl—why would you care so much?” he muttered.

Kevin wasn’t budging. He casually tossed his car keys on the table, leaned back on the sofa, and propped up his feet.

Annoyed, Martin tossed his suit jacket over the woman and snapped, “Wait for me upstairs. Don’t come down unless I tell you to.”

She nodded and ran off.

Now, it was just father and son in the room.

Kevin went to the kitchen and grabbed some beer, giving Martin time to throw on some clothes.

“Bring the red wine,” Martin barked.

But when he saw Kevin return with only beer, he scoffed in irritation.

Kevin shot him a look, and Martin swallowed his protest.

“Put the red wine in the kitchen—seems like the former Young Master Edwards isn’t all that impressive anymore.”

“Spare me the sarcasm, Kevin. You’re here because you know I’ve made changes at Edwards. I’m not just taking over the company—I’m going after the whole Edwards fortune.” Martin lifted his chin, proud and defiant like a teenager.

Kevin took a sip and asked quietly, “Where’s my aunt?”

He hadn’t come for the company—he came for Bonnie. On the way over, he’d sent people to her house, but she wasn’t there. That confirmed his suspicions.

Martin’s expression faltered for a second, then he smirked.

He laughed—a long, chilling laugh—then abruptly stopped. “If you want to see her, come to the office tomorrow and sign the transfer agreement. Give me full control of the shares.”

Kevin: “And if I don’t?”

Martin: “Then you can forget about ever seeing Bonnie again. But I’m guessing you care about her, right? You should. I told her not to side with you—after all, I’m her brother. But she didn’t listen.” His smile twisted into something cruel.

Kevin didn’t waste another word. He grabbed his keys and stood up, his cold stare locked on Martin.

“You’ve stashed away a lot of cash lately, and your girlfriend probably helped you do it. But your name is already garbage. If you don’t want to go down in flames, you’d better back off while you still can.”

Martin snorted.

“You’ve seen what I’m capable of. Mercy isn’t my thing.” With that, Kevin walked out without a backward glance.

Martin was shaken by Kevin’s warning. He stormed upstairs, grumbling, and took it all out on the woman.

With nothing useful from Martin, Kevin turned his focus to the company’s surveillance footage.

Bonnie had been at the office—there had to be a record of it.

Thankfully, Kevin had a plan. His personal computer had access to the internal surveillance system.

Sure enough, Bonnie appeared in the footage. Several employees had seen her, and she had gone straight to the top floor to Martin’s office. But once she entered, she never came back out.

Kevin: “She’s still in the building?”

Norah was stunned. Martin was bold, sure—but hiding someone in the company? That was insane. Kevin still technically owned the company.

Norah: “Wouldn’t someone notice? Hiding a person inside the office building? That’s crazy…”

Then she frowned, thinking out loud. “Maybe the most obvious place is the safest…”

Kevin shook his head.

Norah: “Yeah, it doesn’t add up. I mean, I wouldn’t keep someone there unless…”

She trailed off, afraid to finish the thought.

Kevin’s fists clenched. Rage flashed in his eyes.

Kevin: “If that’s what happened… Martin’s dead.”

Right then, Martin popped up in the footage—dragging a large box.

Kevin and Norah exchanged a look and focused on the screen.

Martin had taken the box out of the company, but the outside cameras couldn’t track it. Kevin immediately pulled strings and got access to traffic surveillance.

A short while later, a video came through to his phone. It showed Martin taking the box back to the villa.

Norah: “She’s at his house!”

She slapped her thigh, finally piecing it together.

Knowing Martin, it wasn’t surprising.

Norah: “Should we go get her now?”

She was fired up and ready to move.

Kevin shook his head. “I’ll handle it. You stay with Cooper and get his schooling sorted.”

She understood what he meant and nodded.

Kevin didn’t need to personally show up to rescue Bonnie. The next morning, the woman who had spent the night at Martin’s house was quietly taken away.

Just thirty minutes later, the police arrived and arrested Martin on charges of soliciting prostitution.

The moment the police left, a black car that had been parked at the intersection rolled into the villa. Two men stepped out.