Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 102

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Chapter 102 The Kneeling King of Silverton

Hugo had always protected his own. Yet now, he was beating his godson for an outsider.

With a dull thud, Mylo crumpled to the floor, barely clinging to life. Then, right in front of everyone, Hugo dropped to his knees in front of Evan.

“What?” A shocked gasp rolled through the place

This wasn’t just surprise anymore. It was insanity.

Hugo, the ruthless king of Silverton’s underground world, the man everyone feared, had kneeled before Evan.

“Oh my…” Artemisia trembled violently. When she looked at Evan again, there was fear in her eyes.

She had always known his medical skills were unmatched, but she had never imagined that ever a brutal figure like Hugo would fear him.

“Mr. Norwood, I was wrong again! I failed to discipline my men properly! I…” Hugo’s voice broke. He actually began to sob.

Seeing Hugo so terrified finally made Mylo understand. As his godson, he knew that Hugo had recently submitted to someone powerful. But he wasn’t part of the inner circle. He had never been told who that person was.

“Could it be…” The thought crawled up his spine like ice.

“That’s right! The Mr. Norwood you tried to kill is the very man Father swore loyalty to!”

“Mylo, you’ve caused a disaster! No one can save you now!”

The furious shouts from the other godsons confirmed it.

Mylo’s world collapsed. His head buzzed like it might split open. His whole body started shaking.

He lifted his eyes and met Evan’s gaze.

“Argh!” Mylo screamed hysterically, like a man who had lost his mind.

A dark stain spread across his pants. He had wet himself.

Evan stared at him calmly. “Who sent you?”

“Speak!” Hugo slapped him again.

Trembling, Mylo stammered out a name. “Z–Zeke Carter…”

Silence fell, thick and suffocating.

“Zeke Carter?” Even Evan hadn’t expected that,

Mylo cried openly now, not and tears running down his face. “He offered me 750 thousand to kill someone a long time ago. I never made a move. I don’t know why, but today he suddenly told me to do it…”

Hugo roared in fury. “For 750 thousand, you nearly got me killed! From this day forward, you are no longer my godson! Get out! I have nothing to do with you anymore!”

He kicked Mylo hard, sending him rolling across the ground.

Mylo trembled on the floor, cursing Zeke in his mind. ‘Zeke, you bastard! You ruined me!‘

Evan let out a cold laugh. Zeke had shown killing intent toward him more than once before. So, he had finally lost patience and decided to act?

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Hugo drew a finger across his throat in a vicious gesture. “Mr. Norwood, shall I take care of this Zeke Carter for you?”

He was truly enraged.

“No need,” Evan said lightly. “His won’t live much longer anyway.”

His tone was full of disdain.

Zeke’s methods were laughable. If he was going to hire someone to kill him, at least find a professional.

Even trained assassins had died by Evan’s hand, and Zeke thought a few street thugs could do the job?

After dismissing Hugo, Evan finished guiding Artemisia through the last of her lessons and left the apothecary.

Artemisia was still lost in shock over Hugo kneeling before Evan. She didn’t even notice when he walked out.

Halfway down the street, Evan ran into an old acquaintance–Neil.

“Mr. Evan! Are you all right? I was so scared something might happen to you!”

When he saw Evan unharmed, Neil finally let out a long breath.

Evan frowned slightly. “Neil? What are you doing here?”

Neil quickly explained, “I just received a call from Ms. Solberg. She said Hugo’s men were coming to kill you and told me to bring you back at once. Thank goodness you’re safe! But where’s Hugo?”

Neil looked around anxiously. Hugo was nowhere in sight. He had been fully prepared for a brutal fight.

Evan’s brows knit together. How did Hazel know Hugo was coming after him?

Before he could work it out, Neil grabbed his arm. “There’s no time, Mr. Evan. Please, come back with me. Now.”

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Chapter 103 A Savior’s Mask

Hazel had given Neil a direct order. He was to bring Evan back to her, safe and sound, no matter what.

Evan didn’t want to go, but he went anyway. He also had questions for Zeke.

Inside the hospital, Hazel and the others waited anxiously.

Zeke’s body trembled without stopping. His face was drained of all color. Since his life was on the line, every second felt like

torture.

Then Neil called–he’d found Evan. Evan was safe.

A long breath escaped the room all at once.

“Thank God! Evan’s okay!”

When Zeke heard that Evan had been rescued, tears streamed down his face. The massive weight crushing his chest was finally lifted.

It wasn’t an act. At least, it didn’t look like one.

Overwhelmed, he turned to Hazel. “Hazel, when Neil gets back, I have to thank him properly. I’m so grateful.”

He looked like gratitude had swallowed him whole.

The three heiresses also believed Neil deserved the most credit. After all, he was the one who had brought Evan back.

Of course, Zeke’s warning had been just as crucial.

“Zeke, you’re so generous. Evan has been nothing but hostile to you, and yet you repay him with kindness…”

The three women looked at him, visibly moved.

The fear and panic on his face hadn’t seemed fake.

When Evan was in danger, Zeke had been more frantic than anyone.

Anyone watching would have thought it was his own life hanging by a thread.

And when he heard Evan was safe, no one had been more relieved.

Even blood brothers might not go that far.

“It’s only right,” Zeke said, wearing that gentle, harmless smile. “Evan may resent me, but I respect him. I’m grateful to him. For the three years I was gone, he stayed by your sides. He even saved my life.”

The three women looked at him with open admiration.

The difference between them was obvious.

Zeke was critically ill, yet he was still thinking about Evan’s safety.

Such selflessness was rare.

Compared to Evan’s narrow mind and apparent ingratitude, the contrast couldn’t have been clearer.

Hazel spoke at once. “Zeke, Evan owes you his life. When he gets here, I’ll make him yield to you.”

“Exactly! He needs to know you were the one who put aside your grudges and insisted we save him!”

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‘And the blood transfusion,” Anya added bluntly. “He can treat it as repayment.”

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