← Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life

⬅️ Previous ➡️ Next

Ch. 580: Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 580

Chapter 580

“I’ve seen a lot of moms like you,” Ms. Fortier sneered. “But hey, it’s true—child stars only stay hot for a few years. If you don’t cash in now, when will you?”

The disdain in her eyes was obvious, but Norah didn’t even glance at her. Instead, Luella casually changed the topic to where they should go for lunch after the shoot.

That nonchalance pushed Ms. Fortier over the edge.

Before the situation escalated, the other set’s director yelled out—apparently their actor was off today—and Ms. Fortier rushed over to handle it.

Luella used the chance to quietly advise Norah, “Try not to clash with her again. It won’t help us. Sister Norah, please just bear with it.”

Norah gave a small, apologetic smile. “Did I make things harder for you? Sorry, I’ll be more mindful next time.”

She watched Ms. Fortier sucking up to the director across the room, a far cry from the attitude she’d shown them just moments ago. Norah couldn’t help but laugh softly to herself.

That’s the entertainment world—brutally real.

Once the commercial shoot wrapped, Cooper officially entered showbiz. But according to Luella, to really make a name for himself, Cooper would need to land a role in a TV drama or get on a variety show.

TV dramas require acting skills, but there’s flexibility in shooting. Variety shows, on the other hand, demand energy and real-time performance, with no do-overs.

Luella recommended a variety show—it would give Cooper more exposure and help him build a fan base. Norah agreed. Since she had already committed, she wouldn’t be picky.

When Pharaoh found out that Cooper had entered the industry, he surprised them with a huge gift. It was a massive cardboard box that took two people to carry. No one knew what was inside.

They placed the box in Cooper’s room. With Norah’s permission, Cooper eagerly climbed onto a stool and started tearing off the tape.

“Hi there, little Cooper baby!”

Pharaoh popped out of the box, startling Cooper.

Once he realized it was his grandpa, Cooper screamed with joy and threw his arms around him. “Grandpa! Grandpa!”

Norah shook her head, smiling helplessly. “Dad, really? You just had to be dramatic.”

“I’m only staying the night. I missed my little guy.”

Pharaoh picked Cooper up and spun him around, laughing. The two of them played nonstop. Norah, knowing how much Pharaoh missed Cooper, didn’t interrupt—she simply went downstairs to ask their housekeeper to set an extra place for dinner.

That evening, under a quiet, star-filled sky, Pharaoh and Cooper sat on the rooftop, saying nothing but sharing plenty with their eyes.

Cooper suddenly whispered in Pharaoh’s ear, “Grandpa, I can earn money now. When I do, I’ll buy you a big present—whatever you want!”

Pharaoh laughed. “You’re really my grandson. Grandpa has everything he needs. I’ll love anything you get me.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely. But no matter what you do, remember to be polite and kind to everyone you meet, okay?”

Pharaoh had come because he was worried Cooper might get hurt in the entertainment world. Norah couldn’t always be by his side, and the industry was complex. Cooper needed to learn how to navigate it on his own.

Cooper nodded solemnly. “The teacher says to greet everyone, so I’ll remember that.”

“And don’t forget to smile, too.”

“Yes, sir!”

Then Cooper giggled and snuggled into Pharaoh’s arms.

The moon hung low among the trees, and soft laughter floated from the rooftop. Norah and Kevin smiled at each other downstairs.

“You mentioned before that another agent in the company doesn’t get along with Luella,” Kevin said, closing his laptop. “Want me to step in and handle it?”

He leaned back. “That variety show starts filming tomorrow, right? I’ll treat the entire crew to dinner in Cooper’s name—make it classy. Let’s book a hotel downtown.”

Norah shook her head quickly. “I don’t want people to know that Kevin is Cooper’s dad—at least not yet. I can handle it, and so can Luella. If she can’t, then she’s not the right agent.”

“I don’t care about her abilities. I just don’t want you or Cooper getting mistreated.”

Kevin took her hand and smiled. “Babe, I know you can handle this easily. But I want to be your safety net.”

Norah smirked, leaning in playfully. “Are you upset because you feel left out?”

Kevin froze, then gave an embarrassed grin.

Lately, Norah had been solving everything on her own. Even when she hit roadblocks, she turned to Bonnie before she ever came to Kevin. Of course he felt a little left out.

Norah leaned in and kissed him softly. “Don’t worry. The time will come to reveal that Kevin is Cooper’s father. Once Cooper’s got a solid fanbase, I’ll let you have your moment.”

Kevin nodded. She made it sound so simple, and since she clearly had a handle on everything, he didn’t push.

But what neither of them expected was that the company suddenly reassigned Ms. Fortier to be Cooper’s temporary agent.

Officially, it was because one of her artists was filming abroad and she couldn’t leave her own kids behind. It sounded like a kind, considerate reason—but Norah didn’t buy it.

On the way to the shoot, Luella called Norah to give her a rundown on Ms. Fortier’s style and how variety shows worked.

Norah listened carefully. The only thing that confused her was why Luella warned her not to be too affectionate with Cooper in front of Ms. Fortier.

She asked directly, and Luella paused before answering quietly, “Ms. Fortier’s child isn’t doing well. People at the company avoid talking about kids around her. It’s sensitive.”

Norah understood. “Got it. Don’t worry—I’ll be careful. Just focus on your trip. I’m counting on you to make Cooper a star.”

Between Luella and Ms. Fortier, Norah clearly trusted Luella more.

Her instincts were confirmed the moment she met Ms. Fortier again.

It was a bright, sunny day. Norah had dressed Cooper in sporty clothes with a cute blue hat that made him look extra adorable.

When Ms. Fortier saw him, she gasped in dismay. She circled around Cooper, shaking her head dramatically.

“Cooper’s mom, what are you thinking? Don’t you know today’s theme is the opening ceremony? Why are you dressing him in something so childish—with a babyish hat, no less?”

She wagged her finger. “From now on, you’ll video call me every morning. I’ll tell you what Cooper should wear each day.”

← Prev Next →