Ch. 563: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 563

Chapter 563

“You’re such a thoughtful kid. Honestly, I almost forgot about it. I really did want to settle down in Paris before, but…”

Siena trailed off. She didn’t need to say more—everyone understood what she meant.

Norah handed her a gift box and smiled. “Let’s not dwell on the sad stuff. Here’s something we prepared for you. Hope you like it.”

Siena opened the box and was stunned to find a set of keys and a property deed inside.

When she saw the address was in Paris, she couldn’t hold back her tears.

Norah stepped forward to comfort her. “You can choose who to bring with you. Don’t worry about the medical team—Kevin’s already taken care of everything.”

Bonnie was shocked. She had suspected that Siena had an agenda in calling this family gathering and was worried Kevin might fall into a trap.

Now, it was clear—no one could outplay Kevin.

Siena was genuinely pleased with the arrangement and immediately agreed to hand over all her property rights and let Kevin take over the Edwards family affairs.

In short, all she wanted now was a peaceful retirement. Nothing else mattered to her.

When the three walked out of the club, Bonnie finally let out a laugh.

Everyone knew that from this point forward, the Edwards family would truly be at peace.

“You’re incredible,” Bonnie said. “But Kevin, how did you know she wanted to settle in Paris?”

It had been bugging her all night—Kevin couldn’t possibly be that intuitive.

Norah looked at him too, just as curious.

Kevin started the car, drove for a bit, and then finally said, “When Armano went to see her, I got suspicious and had someone bribe the nurse who was always with Siena. After Armano left that day, the nurse sent me a message.”

Now it made sense.

They both suddenly realized and asked at the same time, “Then, is Siena taking the nurse with her abroad?”

“No need to guess,” Kevin replied with a sly smile.

The two rolled their eyes. Sending a caregiver abroad with her was basically planting a surveillance camera by her side.

Siena couldn’t wait to move overseas, and just two days later, everyone gathered at the airport to see her off. Even though she knew it was all part of a plan, Norah still carefully reminded her about things to be cautious of while living abroad.

Once the plane took off, the capital finally felt calm again.

Bonnie looked up at the sky and sighed, “It’s crazy how much everything—and everyone—has changed.”

“Then hurry up and get married. And don’t forget about the party tomorrow,” Kevin reminded her, straight-faced. Before she could respond, he pulled Norah into the car and drove off.

Bonnie was left behind, fuming. As she went to grab a taxi, she realized her purse was still in the car. She groaned in frustration.

“Bonnie.”

She turned around at the familiar voice. It was Mike.

Caught off guard, she muttered awkwardly, “What a coincidence.”

“I think I just saw your girlfriend get into a car with some guy. What’s going on? You two fighting?”

It sounded like a caring question, but Bonnie could tell he was fishing for information.

She gave a small smile. “That’s her family. I have something else to take care of, so I’ll get going.”

She quickly got into a waiting car—only for Mike to jump in right after.

“Edwards Group,” they both said at the same time.

The driver chuckled, “You two must really be fated to meet. Tell you what, I’ll just charge for one passenger.”

Bonnie wanted to get out, but the car had already pulled away from the airport.

The ride was awkwardly silent.

Mike kept trying to make small talk, but Bonnie ignored him. When they finally got to the Edwards Building, she remembered she had no phone or money.

“I’ll pay you back later,” she said reluctantly. “Can you cover the fare for now?”

“The driver said one charge only, right? Consider it on me. You don’t need to pay me back.”

Mike paid, got out, walked around to her side, and opened the door for her.

Just then, Norah stepped out of her car and saw the scene. Without hesitation, she rushed over and blocked Bonnie protectively.

“You two are together?”

She wasn’t even pretending to be jealous—Bonnie gave her a thumbs-up for that.

Mike chuckled. “Norah, should I call you Mrs. Edwards or Miss White?”

Both women froze.

So, he already knew the truth—he had just been pretending.

Bonnie, annoyed, grabbed Norah’s hand and dragged her inside.

“Bonnie, I told you—I like you. No matter what you say, I’m not backing down. You’re mine!” Mike called after her.

His loud declaration caught the attention of everyone nearby. Those who recognized them started whispering.

Bonnie assumed Mike was just goofing around. She and Norah went up to the top floor to find Kevin.

The party was held at a resort hotel on the outskirts of town. The organizer had booked the entire place so guests could have fun.

Bonnie arrived alone and felt confused the moment she walked in.

The crowd was full of men and women of all kinds—it didn’t feel like a normal party. More like a massive blind date.

She soon noticed a sign confirming her suspicion.

Now she understood why Norah didn’t come.

“Miss, would you care to dance?” a man asked politely.

Bonnie shook her head. She wasn’t interested in blind dating—she only came to unwind.

But some people had other plans.

“Her name’s Bonnie, Kevin Edwards’ aunt. A woman like that wouldn’t be interested in you—give it up.”

Mike had arrived, dressed to the nines in a tux, clearly trying to impress.

The man picked up on the hostility and quickly walked away.

Bonnie ignored Mike, grabbed a glass of wine, and headed toward another group.

Mike tailed her.

Annoyed, she snapped, “What do you want now? Haven’t I made myself clear?”

“You said you’re not into men, but you’re at a blind date party? Bonnie, you’re not getting rid of me that easily.”

Mike smirked, and as the music started, he pulled her into a spin, dancing her into the center of the floor.

“Let me go,” she hissed.

“People are watching. You want them laughing at you?” Mike whispered back.

Bonnie bit her tongue and decided to finish the dance to avoid a scene.

The sight of them—an elegant woman and a handsome man—quickly drew attention.

In a dark corner, a man wearing sunglasses narrowed his eyes. A cold glint flickered behind the lenses, like he could burn a hole through Mike.

When the song ended, Bonnie tried to leave, but Mike blocked her path.

“What now?”

“Nice dance. Let’s keep it going.”

He turned to the crowd. “Didn’t Miss Edwards dance beautifully? Any gentlemen want to join her for the next round?”

Someone took him up on the offer. “Dancing with you is no fun.” The man walked over and pushed Mike aside.

Mike shrugged. “If I’m not good enough, I’ll let you have the honor.”

Bonnie had no choice. With everyone watching, she became like a puppet, pulled into another dance.

When the music stopped, her new dance partner guided her to a booth to rest.

He handed her a drink and introduced himself. “I’m Nash Lamothe. I’m in the textile dyeing business. Hopefully, we’ll get a chance to work with the Edwards Group.”

“Sounds good. Now that we’ve met—cheers.”

Mike appeared again, clinked glasses with both of them, and pushed Bonnie to drink.

She didn’t notice the subtle glance between Mike and Nash.

But the man in the corner didn’t miss it. Not one bit.