Ch. 570: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 570

Chapter 570

“Just wait and see,” Kevin said with a mysterious smile before heading into the office with Norah.

Before the three could sit down, the secretary knocked and stepped in, clearly nervous as he glanced at Isaac, unsure if he should speak.

“Go ahead. Say what you came to say,” Isaac said.

“Mike’s downstairs talking trash to the reporters about you and Master Laurin.”

Before the secretary could finish, Isaac jumped up, ready to confront Mike.

Kevin stopped him, speaking seriously. “You stole his girl. Let him talk. He’s already lost everything. Let him vent—it’s all he’s got left.”

Isaac froze, then burst into laughter. “You’re right. If it makes him feel better, let him go on. There’s no need to shut him up.”

They exchanged a look and smiled, nothing more needing to be said.

The press conference might’ve seemed like a defensive move, but it was actually all part of Kevin’s plan.

They had their secretary guide the reporters to the first-floor reception room before they calmly made their way down. Even before they got there, they could hear Mike ranting about Isaac.

The three of them exchanged looks, shaking their heads.

Kevin pushed open the door and walked in first. The noisy room fell silent, the only sound left was the echo of their footsteps.

“Is that Mrs. Edwards? That must be Norah. What’s she doing here? Shouldn’t Bonnie be the one attending?”

“Beats me. Maybe Bonnie didn’t want to show up and sent Norah instead.”

Whispers filled the room, but Kevin and the others acted like they didn’t hear a thing. They sat down calmly and had the secretary hand out gifts.

The buzz of confusion grew louder. Everyone was waiting for Isaac to speak.

“Everyone knows Master Laurin was drugged in my company. He asked for an explanation. And honestly—”

“Mr. Edwards, enough talk. Just tell us what you're going to do about it.”

Isaac cut him off. Kevin shot him a questioning look, but Isaac ignored it. Instead, he turned to the reporters.

“Do you even know what I was drugged with? It was an aphrodisiac. I’m sure you all know what that does. So tell me, Mr. Edwards—what was the point of this? Were you trying to humiliate me? Or did you want one of your employees to sleep with me?”

Gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd.

Kevin’s face darkened, and he gripped Norah’s hand tightly.

Norah was now convinced Isaac really did plan to take over the Edwards Group. She was about to tell the secretary to call Bonnie, but Kevin stopped her.

She pointed at her phone, referring to the trending headlines she’d just read.

Kevin nodded, then shook his head, choosing to say nothing.

“Master Laurin, since you’re demanding an explanation, why don’t you first explain your relationship with Miss Bonnie? Word is you harassed her and made her life miserable.”

Mike stood up, glaring at Isaac coldly.

“Is that true, Master Laurin? Is that why Bonnie isn’t here today? Is she afraid of you?”

“I heard you once sent Bonnie to the hospital. Can you explain why?”

All eyes turned to Isaac—just the distraction Kevin needed.

He nodded at the secretary, who quietly slipped out. Then Kevin gave Isaac a discreet kick.

“Ow!”

Isaac shot Kevin an annoyed look. He was already frustrated Kevin wasn’t defending him. Getting kicked just made it worse.

Everyone in the room stared in awkward silence.

Kevin put on an innocent face. “When did you send my aunt to the hospital? Was she sick, or did you do something to her? You’d better clear this up, Master Laurin. Even if I can’t take on the Laurin family, I won’t let anyone hurt my aunt.”

“You…”

Isaac was speechless. Kevin was clearly not playing by the rules.

Then again—neither was he.

Realization dawned on Isaac. He smirked and turned to Kevin. “What if I said I wanted to be your uncle? Would you have a problem with that, Mr. Edwards?”

The room fell completely silent.

“I don’t agree!” Mike shouted.

“And who are you?” someone shot back. “You don’t have any say here.”

“Exactly. If Mr. Edwards agrees, it would be a powerful alliance. The Edwards Group could go even further.”

“This would be huge news for the entire capital!”

Some reporters actually supported the idea of Kevin and Isaac becoming family through marriage. When did reporters—who usually loved stirring the pot—start rooting for happy endings?

Norah looked at Kevin. He shifted uncomfortably under her gaze and quietly explained, “This is my turf. I had to plant a few people in the crowd. I can’t afford to be ambushed in my own home.”

“That’s fair,” Norah said after a moment.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd said excitedly, “Maybe Mr. Edwards drugged Young Master Laurin to force a confession of feelings! Maybe they just hadn’t had the guts to say it yet!”

Kevin raised an eyebrow with a half-smile, saying nothing.

A sharp-eyed reporter caught the look, snapped a photo, and asked, “Mr. Edwards, since your plan didn’t succeed, what’s your next move?”

Norah rolled her eyes. These reporters were too much.

So obsessed with everyone else’s secrets—weren’t they worried their own would be exposed?

She slammed her water glass down on the table. The loud thud made everyone jump.

Mike stood again, pointing a finger at Isaac. “What if you drugged yourself just to frame Mr. Edwards when things didn’t go your way? Isn’t that more likely?”

Isaac was done playing nice. “Mike, I’ve ignored you long enough. But slandering Bonnie? That’s where I draw the line.”

He walked to the projector, connected his phone, and played a surveillance video.

The footage showed Mike entering the Edwards Group building, changing clothes, heading to the top floor, and walking into the tea room…

Before the video even ended, the secretary gasped.

“So it was you! You spiked the tea I made for Young Master Laurin. Why would you do that?”

She turned to Kevin, tears in her eyes. “Boss Edwards, you saw it. I didn’t mess up. It was Mike!”

Mike’s face turned pale. He never expected them to actually have proof. Realizing the jig was up, he made a break for the back door—but the police were already waiting.

“Mike, even if you got away,” Isaac said coldly, “Bonnie will never choose you after all this.”

With the truth out, Kevin no longer owed Isaac an explanation.

The reporters began packing up.

And just then, music started to play, and the projector screen faded from the surveillance footage… to a love confession.