Ch. 564: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 564

Chapter 564

Bonnie knew something was off the moment the dizziness kicked in. With her alcohol tolerance, she should’ve been fine—so the problem had to be the drink itself.

But it was already too late. Her head spun, and her legs went weak.

She had been drugged.

This was Mike’s doing.

Without thinking too much, she walked up to a man nearby. “Sir, did you drive here? I’m not feeling well. Could you give me a ride?”

The man exchanged a quick glance with Mike and nodded. “Sure. I haven’t had anything to drink.”

He helped her out, and while she wasn’t paying attention, signaled to Mike, who slipped out another exit and got into the car ahead of them.

The man opened the car door, and Bonnie immediately noticed Mike in the passenger seat. Her face darkened.

“Why is he here?”

“Oh, he’s my buddy. Came with me. Since I’m leaving, I figured I’d drop him off too. Don’t worry, Miss Edwards. I’ll take you home first, then him.”

The man’s explanation triggered something in Bonnie.

She quickly pulled her arm away and stepped back, suddenly alert. These two were in on it together—she couldn’t get in that car.

Her eyes darted around, looking for help.

Mike noticed and snapped, “Get her in the car, you idiot!”

The man lunged forward to grab her. Bonnie panicked and cried out, “Help! Somebody help!”

A man suddenly rushed out from the hotel entrance—but before he could reach them, another man beat him to it.

This second man had come sprinting from the convenience store across the street. He took down Bonnie’s attacker in just a few moves and positioned himself between her and the danger.

Mike stepped out of the car, glaring coldly at the newcomer. “You wanna play hero? Better make sure you’ve got what it takes.”

With that, he pulled out a knife and started advancing.

“Mike,” the man said calmly, “you should leave now. Because even if it costs me everything, I’ll send you straight to hell.”

Bonnie wanted to mention Kevin’s name but held back.

Anyone tied to the Edwards name would draw suspicion—and danger.

Mike sneered. “Really? I’d love to see you try.”

They were only a meter apart now. Mike narrowed his eyes and warned the man, “This is your last chance. Walk away now. Later, I won’t give you the option.”

“When did the capital become so lawless that women get ambushed in public? You’re Mike, right? That washed-up model? I’ve seen your work—it’s alright. Too bad you’re not.”

The man didn’t flinch, speaking with an easy confidence.

“Enough talk. This doesn’t concern you. Move.”

Mike, now humiliated, snapped.

But the man just chuckled—and then in a flash, took Mike down with one swift move.

He was fast—like someone who had real training.

Mike tried to fight back but was pinned under the man’s foot.

“So,” the man said coolly, “you want to deal with the cops—or with me?”

Before Mike could answer, there was a thud—Bonnie collapsed.

The sound startled them both. The man immediately released Mike and caught Bonnie.

Just then, a cold wind swept in from behind. The man’s eyes sharpened—he dodged Mike’s surprise attack and retaliated with a powerful kick.

“Ah!”

Mike screamed and passed out.

The man turned to Mike’s friends. “Turn yourselves in. If you don’t, I’ll show you what a living nightmare really looks like.”

He carried Bonnie across the street. At the hotel entrance, a man in sunglasses smiled faintly.

His assistant leaned in. “Boss Edwards, aren’t you going after her?”

“No need. That’s Isaac Laurin—the young master of the Laurin family. Didn’t expect him to be back in the capital.”

Kevin recognized him too—Isaac Laurin, the carefree heir who had traveled the world since he was a kid.

Isaac had grown up.

The Laurins were known for being strict with their children. Talent wasn’t mandatory, but integrity was.

Kevin trusted that Isaac wouldn’t harm Bonnie. Even if he did...

Kevin smiled slightly. He wouldn’t mind going to the Laurin family to demand they marry Bonnie to him. In fact, it could work to his advantage—getting closer to the Laurins wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

“But Mr. Edwards,” his assistant said, “they used the strongest drug on Miss Edwards.”

Kevin’s eyes twitched. Looks like something interesting is about to happen.

In the hospital, Isaac stood outside the emergency room, talking on the phone.

Whatever he heard made his eyes turn sharp. “So Grandma wants me to go on a blind date? You know I hate being set up. Help me figure something out. Solve this for me, and I’ll recommend you for manager at the new hotel. Big money in it.”

He sighed. “If I had another option, I wouldn’t be calling you.”

Just then, the emergency room doors opened. Isaac hung up and rushed over. “Doctor, how is she?”

“She was drugged, but we’ve administered an antidote. The drug is strong and takes time to wear off. If she feels fine by morning, she can go home. If not, we’ll have to treat her again.”

Isaac nodded, walked the doctor out, and headed to the ward.

Bonnie had fallen asleep due to the conflicting effects of the drugs.

She looked peaceful—like a sleeping beauty. Isaac stared for a moment, captivated.

Her beauty wasn’t shallow like most girls her age. There was depth to it—charm.

Yes, charm.

Suddenly, an idea sparked. He called home and asked the butler to come to the hospital after breakfast.

Then, he lay down on the couch and fell into a sweet sleep.

At dawn, a ringing phone woke him up. Isaac answered groggily.

“What? You woke me up—this better be good.”

“Young Master, I’m already at the hospital. Which department should I go to?”

Isaac shot up and rushed to the ward door. “I’ll give you the room number.”

Bonnie recognized him as the man who saved her and waited for him to finish the call before smiling gratefully.

“Um, thank you for last night. My name is—”

“Listen,” he interrupted, “someone’s coming in soon. No matter what he asks or what I say, don’t talk. Just look at me. If I ask you to nod, nod. Got it?”

Bonnie hesitated at the secrecy, but he had saved her—so she agreed.

She nodded.

Just as she was about to ask why, the door opened. An old man with white hair and a thermos walked in.

“Young Master, I brought breakfast. And this is…”

“My girlfriend,” Isaac said casually. “Didn’t plan to introduce her this early, but I can’t stand restaurant food, so...”

He shrugged, playing the part.

Bonnie froze.

Girlfriend? Since when? They barely knew each other. He saved her, sure—but that was it!

She opened her mouth to explain, but Isaac subtly shook his head.

She remembered her promise—and said nothing.