Ch. 559: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 559

Chapter 559

The two men easily entered the villa and came out with Bonnie half an hour later.

When Norah saw her at the hospital, her eyes welled up. She grabbed Bonnie’s hand tightly.

Bonnie gently patted her and spoke softly, “I’m fine, really.”

“We should’ve been more careful.”

“I don’t blame you. I blame fate for giving me a brother like that.” Bonnie turned her head to look at Kevin. “Martin’s already wrecked the company. You need to clean things up fast before someone takes advantage. And don’t worry about Martin—just do what needs to be done.”

Kevin nodded.

He knew the score. After everything they’d been through, he understood exactly how to handle people like that.

While Bonnie was recovering in the hospital, the company went through a major shake-up.

Everything moved so fast that even though Martin paid off a woman to change her statement and got himself released from custody, it was already too late.

All of his people were dismissed, and no one could argue it. As for the clients he brought in, they were no longer needed.

The man who came to pick Martin up was one of those shady clients—Boss Fleury.

His business? Passing off fake goods as the real thing. Even if Martin hadn’t bribed him, Kevin would’ve eventually cut ties.

Once in the car, Boss Fleury handed Martin a folder. It contained details on Edwards' operations and Norah’s schedule for picking up the kids.

Martin frowned. “You’ve got a death wish going after Kevin’s woman?”

“Boss Edwards,” Fleury said low and slow, “if you want to turn things around, this is your shot. Or are you really gonna let that guy walk all over you? Don’t forget, your last name’s Edwards.”

He leaned in. “Everything’s in place—just give the word, and we’ll bring her to you.”

Martin hesitated. His heart pounded.

The Edwards family was a gold mine. Whoever got control could rule the capital like a king.

He wasn’t about to let that chance slip by.

Without waiting for Fleury’s reply, Martin ordered, “Take the guys to the old mass grave site on the outskirts. I’ll be waiting at the top of the hill.”

—

After watching Cooper walk into school, Norah got back in her car and drove off.

Kevin had been buried in work trying to fix the Edwards mess. He hadn’t slept in days. She decided to cook something nice for him—a little reward for all his hard work.

But the moment she stepped into the market, two thugs snatched her handbag and bolted down an alley. She gave chase.

The alley led her to a deserted, run-down sports field.

There, more than a dozen men stood on the court, each holding a metal pipe.

A gang fight?

Norah turned to leave, not wanting any part of it, but one of them stepped in her way.

“Since you’re here,” he said with a smirk, “don’t leave so soon. Come have a little fun with us.”

He reached out to touch her face.

Norah dodged and spat, “Keep your filthy hands off me.”

“Ooh, a feisty one—I like it.”

He reached again, but Norah let out a sharp yell and kicked him hard, sending him flying.

That was the signal.

“Take her alive!” the leader shouted.

Norah quickly realized this wasn’t just a robbery—it was a setup.

Her expression hardened as she fought off everyone who charged at her. She managed to take down four of them, but more kept coming.

She was outnumbered. As she kicked one guy away, two others blindsided her. She was knocked out.

—

When Norah came to, she was tied up near the edge of a cliff. Martin stood a few feet away, grinning.

“It’s you?” she sneered. “Figures. No one else would dare come after me but you.”

“Call Kevin,” Martin said. “Tell him to hand over the company and the Edwards family’s remaining assets—or you’ll die right here.”

He gestured for her to look behind her.

Norah didn’t turn. Her voice was cold. “Kevin wouldn’t cave to you. Don’t waste your time.”

“If he refuses,” Martin said with a smirk, “then I’ll kill you and bring your son here. If Kevin still says no… well, guess I’ll just have to kill one more person.”

He pulled out a knife, walked up to her, grabbed her chin, and dragged the cold blade across her cheek.

“Talk him into it. Or else…”

Norah’s eyes narrowed.

Martin had completely lost his soul to money. If he stayed alive, peace would be impossible.

An idea struck her, and she chuckled. “Fine. I’ll talk to him—but I need your phone, right? How else am I supposed to call?”

Confident in his manpower and the fact they’d blocked all exits from the mountain, Martin gave the order. They untied her and handed over a phone.

Norah rubbed her sore wrists and pretended to make the call. “Kevin, I’m at the mass grave site on the mountain. Come quickly…”

“You think you can fool me, bitch?” Martin lunged for the phone, but Norah grabbed him and jumped off the cliff.

“You’re insane!” Martin screamed mid-air.

Boss Fleury’s men rushed to the edge—but there was no sign of anyone below.

Norah wasn’t dead.

She knew she couldn’t win against all of them—but Martin alone? That was easy.

Right after Martin’s scream, she let go of him. He fell. She clung to the cliffside rocks and climbed down, slowly and carefully.

By the time Kevin arrived, she was standing beside Martin’s lifeless body.

“I’m okay,” she said.

Kevin wrapped his arms around her and whispered comforting words as he signaled his men to talk to the police.

Since surveillance footage clearly showed Martin kidnapping Norah, and Boss Fleury flipped on him to save his own skin, agreeing to be a witness, the police let Norah go without any charges.

—

Valentine’s Day came in the blink of an eye.

Kevin had been back in the capital for a few days, but he was always gone early and back late.

Norah felt like a woman left behind—and Cooper, a child left behind.

All day, Norah waited for a sign that Kevin remembered what day it was. But nothing.

He rushed out after breakfast. Didn’t come back for lunch. Wasn’t even home when the kids got back from school.

Norah sighed. Maybe he’d really forgotten.

Ding-dong.

The doorbell rang. It was Bonnie.

She looked serious. “Norah, I need your help. But I don’t want to ruin your date with Kevin.”

Norah smiled sadly. “There’s no date. Auntie, just tell me what you need—I’ll help.”

Bonnie hesitated, then said, “Okay… put this on and meet someone for me. Try to convince him to give up on me.”

Norah glanced at the gift bag in her hand—it was a limited edition—and hesitated, wanting to turn it down.

“Oh, come on. If you don’t help me, who will?” Bonnie said quickly. “Don’t worry, I’ll explain everything to Kevin, and I’ll take care of Cooper too. You’ve got nothing to worry about.”

As she spoke, she shoved the gift bag into Norah’s hands, then turned around, went inside, and carried Cooper back to her room.

At this point, Norah didn’t really have a choice. She changed clothes and headed out to the location Bonnie had sent her.