Ch. 569: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 569

Chapter 569

When they arrived at the abandoned park on the outskirts of town, Kevin finally met the so-called Mrs. Laurin.

“She’s the parent of the kid who fought with Cooper,” Norah whispered, confused. Why would Pharaoh capture this woman? Did she offend him somehow?

As soon as Mrs. Laurin saw Norah, she lunged at her, eyes burning with rage like she wanted to tear her apart.

Kevin motioned for Pharaoh’s men to remove the rag from her mouth.

“I’ll never let you off the hook! I want you ruined—publicly humiliated! You deserve to die with no one to bury you!” she screamed, seething with hatred.

One of Pharaoh’s men stepped forward to shut her up again, but Kevin stopped him. Instead, he kicked her in frustration, letting out some of his anger.

She cried out in pain but didn’t stop cursing.

“I know this isn’t the best way to meet, but tell me—what’s your husband’s full name?” Kevin asked calmly.

“You think you have the right to know my husband’s name? Let me go now, or when I get out of here, he’ll sue you into the ground and throw you all in jail!”

With that, she spat at Kevin.

Kevin dodged it, visibly disgusted. He peeled off his coat and tossed it on the ground. His voice turned cold. “There’s only one Laurin family in Belourvinelle—and you’re not part of it. Don’t throw their name around like it means something. Be honest with me now, and maybe I’ll let you walk away in one piece.”

Kevin didn’t have to shout to sound threatening. His tone alone made her go pale with dread.

“You… you…”

She stammered, unable to finish a sentence.

“You’ve got two options,” Kevin continued. “One, tell me who you really are and get your husband on the phone—I want to talk to him. Or two, keep running your mouth, and I’ll leave you here with these men. I won’t ask what they do with you.”

He smirked. “Oh, and I’m Kevin Edwards. I don’t think there’s another Kevin in Belourvinelle. Am I right?”

Her face drained of color. Despair settled in.

She never imagined she’d end up crossing someone like Kevin Edwards. She dropped to her knees immediately.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Edwards! I was wrong—please, forgive me! I’ll have my son apologize to Young Master Edwards! He’ll even be his servant if that’s what it takes!”

Kevin raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t it a little beneath someone from the Laurin family to be my son’s servant?”

She shook her head frantically. “We’re not that Laurin family! My husband’s last name is Laurin, yes, but he’s just a nobody—we run a small business. Please, Mr. Edwards, you’re a generous man. Forgive my stupidity.”

Kevin turned to Norah, gently rubbing her head. He lowered his voice. “What do you think?”

Norah pursed her lips, looking conflicted.

Kevin immediately turned back to the woman, face darkening. “Mrs. Laurin, my wife isn’t too impressed with your apology. So until she is, I’m not answering any of your questions.”

Mrs. Laurin tried to crawl toward Norah but was stopped by the men behind her.

Norah stood and walked away.

Pharaoh had totally messed this up. They could’ve handled everything legally, but now things were unnecessarily complicated.

She was furious—at Pharaoh for acting on his own. This wasn’t the Yi tribe. This was the capital.

She wanted to call Pharaoh and scold him—father or not.

“Mrs. Edwards, please! What do I need to do to make this right? I know I failed as a parent. Please… give me another chance!”

Norah didn’t stop walking.

Kevin followed her. “What’s wrong? Why the sudden shift in mood?”

She shook her head. “Let her go. Make her kid transfer to another school. I don’t want Cooper seeing him again.”

“Got it. I’ll take care of it.” Kevin could tell she was deeply upset, and he knew it had everything to do with Mrs. Laurin.

Since Pharaoh had already made a move—and the woman wasn’t from the real Laurin family—there was no reason to show mercy.

He whispered to one of his men, “Take them away. Tell them the young lady doesn’t want to see them again.”

His orders were followed instantly. One man knocked Mrs. Laurin unconscious while another stuffed her into a sack and hauled her off.

They started heading down the stairs, but Kevin reminded them to wait until he’d left first.

That night, Kevin stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding Norah in his arms, gazing down at the glowing city streets.

“She called me a mistress,” Norah murmured. “And the more I think about it, the more I wonder—do other people think that too? But I can’t go around explaining to everyone that I’m not.”

She looked up at him.

Kevin nodded. “Yeah, we’ve got to clear that up. We need to make it crystal clear you’re not a mistress. But what’s the best way to do that?”

He tilted his head, thinking.

Norah frowned, lips pouting. “I don’t care how you do it, just figure it out. I don’t want to hear anyone say that again—or I’ll come after you.”

“Got it, boss.” Kevin had already come up with a plan—but he wasn’t ready to share it just yet.

Meanwhile, the news about Isaac’s incident at the Edwards Group was blowing up. It was everywhere, trending across all platforms, with people speculating wildly.

By the time work started, the Edwards Group was in full panic mode. Some employees were even considering quitting.

At nine sharp, a black SUV pulled up in front of the building, and Isaac stepped out.

The moment he walked in, word spread like wildfire. Everyone was watching him—some openly, others more discreetly.

Isaac ignored them all and went straight to the top floor.

Kevin and Norah had been waiting by the elevator and greeted him immediately.

“Is the press conference ready?” Isaac asked.

Norah glanced at Kevin, puzzled.

Kevin froze. “Oh shoot… I forgot.”

Isaac shook his head. “Wow, Mr. Edwards, way to show some sincerity.”

“Luckily,” he added, “I have a backup plan.”

He pulled out his phone and sent a voice message, giving instructions.

Before Kevin and Norah could react, reporters’ vans started pulling up out front. Within thirty minutes, the parking lot was packed.

Norah checked her phone—and was stunned by what she saw.

Isaac had publicly demanded an explanation from the Edwards Group—and threatened to take over the company if one wasn’t given.

She couldn’t believe it.

She shoved the phone in Kevin’s hands.

Kevin’s jaw clenched. He waited until Norah was distracted, then leaned toward Isaac and whispered, “You really planning to take over the Edwards Group?”

Isaac smirked. “If I didn’t say that, how would I get the reporters to show up so fast? And don’t forget—if you’re not ready, don’t even bother showing up. I won’t let anyone embarrass me.”