Ch. 567: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 567

Chapter 567

“No, I just... I just can’t get used to this.”
Bonnie wanted nothing more than to disappear. She had no idea why Kevin, of all people, had sent her—someone from the advertising department—to talk to Isaac.

She kept going over it in her head but couldn’t come up with a single possible collaboration between the advertising department and the Laurin Group. Then suddenly, it hit her—and she was stunned.

Heart pounding, Bonnie made her way to the reception room. When she learned Kevin wasn’t even at the office, she could’ve strangled him.

“Ms. Edwards—no, Manager Edwards—would you like some tea first?”

Isaac knew perfectly well Bonnie had been set up. But he didn’t call it out.
If Kevin arranged this, he clearly had a sense of what Isaac was thinking. So there was no need to pretend otherwise.

After taking a few sips of tea, Isaac felt dizzy—like he’d had alcohol. If he didn’t know Kevin better, he might’ve thought something had been slipped into his drink.

“Master Laurin, I’m not sure what kind of business you’re here to discuss.”

Bonnie just wanted to get this over with. If it had nothing to do with her role, she’d find a way to politely back out.

Isaac stood up and drank a glass of water, but the dizziness wouldn’t go away. He narrowed his eyes, frustrated.

He took a few steps toward her, leaning in over the table to close the distance.
“Miss Edwards, what’s your goal with the Edwards Group? Did I give you too much credit?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Bonnie could hear the contempt in his voice. She pushed him aside and stepped away. “If there’s no business to discuss, then I won’t waste any more time. I’ve got work to do.”

“You drugged my tea. What are you trying to do—seduce me?”

Isaac sneered, stepped forward, and cornered her against the wall. His face hovered just inches from hers.
“Still, if something did happen between us... I wouldn’t mind. But just know, from now on, I’ll see you—and your entire family—differently.”

Bonnie froze.
There was no way Kevin kept something like this from her.
She shouldn’t have to make this kind of sacrifice... It just wasn’t right.

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she felt. She stared blankly at Isaac, now just inches away.

Everything felt wrong.
If she didn’t resist, she’d be playing right into Kevin’s plan.
But if she pushed him away, Isaac would think she was playing hard to get.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

A single tear fell onto Isaac’s face. He wiped it away, frowning.
“Are you upset? Did someone hurt you?”

“It’s not me... I don’t know... I don’t know anything...”
Bonnie was crying now, overwhelmed with frustration.

She had been wronged—almost drugged and taken away by Mike at the blind date event. And now, betrayed again by someone she trusted. How could she not feel crushed?

“I’m sorry, Master Laurin. Please... just let me go. You know the kind of person I am. I don’t know anything about this.”

She couldn’t even look him in the eye. But when she finally did, she locked eyes with him—and froze.

There was pain in his gaze. He looked like he was torn inside. It was as if his expression was silently begging her to understand, to stay.

Her hand moved instinctively, almost brushing against his face. But Isaac quickly stepped back.

“Ms. Edwards, I believe you didn’t know about the drugging. But the truth is—I was drugged. Please leave. I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself... and I don’t want to hurt you.”

He turned around and walked to the corner.

Bonnie ran out of the room and headed straight to the secretary’s desk.

She demanded to know what was in the tea.

But the secretary looked confused—she didn’t know what Bonnie was talking about.

Bonnie, growing frantic, asked, “Where’s Kevin? Does he think hiding from me makes this okay? Go tell him—what’s the difference between him and Martin if he’s using the same dirty tricks?”

The secretary was flustered and quickly tried calling Kevin, but his line was busy.

“Forget it. Don’t call him. Call 911 and tell them someone’s been drugged!”

“Manager Edwards, who was drugged? What’s going on? I made the tea myself—I swear, I didn’t do anything. You have to believe me!”

The secretary reached out to stop her, but Bonnie pushed her away.

Suddenly, a loud crash came from the reception room.

Bonnie rushed over and flung the door open. Isaac had knocked over a chair and collapsed in pain.

“Stay back! Damn it—Kevin really went all out with this drug.”

“I’ll call an ambulance! Just hang in there.”

Understanding the gravity of the situation, Bonnie offered a few words of comfort, closed the door, and told her secretary to dial emergency services.

The ambulance arrived quickly—followed by a swarm of reporters.

The media had clearly caught wind of something. As Isaac was wheeled out by the doctors, cameras flashed nonstop.

“Master Laurin, were you drugged? Who did it?”

“Why were you at the Edwards Group, given there’s no business relationship?”

“What substance were you given?”

The questions came fast and relentless. Isaac couldn’t say a word.

He wanted to speak up—but the words caught in his throat.

He was furious, especially because he had been trying to stand up for Bonnie.

If he didn’t defend her, he knew she’d be hurt. But now, saying anything would only make it worse.

So he said nothing—and urged the doctors to take him away.

The news made headlines almost immediately. Kevin didn’t even hear about it until Norah called.

By the time he got back to the top floor, the medical team had already left.

Bonnie was waiting for him in his office.

“Aunt,” Kevin greeted as he sat down.

Bonnie lifted her gaze, her expression cold. “Kevin, I’ve treated you well. Was it really necessary to do this to me?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Aunt. I told Isaac you were at the office to get him to come here. A Laurin Group client wanted to work with us, and something felt off... so—”

“So you drugged his tea and tried to get him to sleep with me? Then what—blackmail him?”
Bonnie was furious. “Is that what this was?”

“No! I didn’t arrange anything like that!”

Kevin called his secretary for an update. When he found out she had made the tea herself, he was even more confused.

She wouldn’t dare spike the tea. Which meant someone else must’ve gone into the reception room.

“I’ll get to the bottom of this, Aunt. Go home and rest. I’ll let you know as soon as I have answers.”

Kevin planned to check the security footage. With cameras throughout the office—two in the reception room alone—he was confident the truth would come out.

Bonnie was still angry, but after seeing how Kevin had handled Siena before, she didn’t dare argue with him.

“But you do need to handle PR for this. If this blows up any further, it’s going to hurt the Edwards Group badly.”

At the door, Bonnie turned and reminded him again to contact the PR team.

Kevin didn’t respond. After she left, he stood up and sat at his desk.

He entered his password and powered up the laptop. With practiced ease, he pulled up the surveillance software, paused, and began reviewing the footage from one hour ago.