Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107 Estelle Laurent

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Chapter 107 Estelle Laurent

Evan doubted that the Silverton elite circle could produce a woman more beautiful or striking than Sylvie. However, he immediately bought it when he saw the picture. That was because it wasn’t an artistic shot, nor did it show any signs of retouching. It was a raw, original image.

She stood before the weathered, timeworn gates of an old campus, dressed in white that outshone fresh snow. Her dark hair fell like a waterfall, her expression free of joy or sorrow. Her clear, gentle eyes seemed almost capable of speaking, yet carried too many untold stories.

Evan recognized the background instantly. The picture had been taken at his alma mater, Silverton University.

Whoever took the photo had real skill, weaving the historical campus and the girl’s beauty together with perfect balance. The interplay of light and shadow felt almost deliberate, like the finishing touch of a master painter.

It was impossible to tell whether the woman elevated the campus or the campus elevated the woman.

‘This looks like a mock–up for an admission letter,‘ Evan thought to himself. Now he finally understood why someone as proud as Sylvie would feel pressure and genuinely believe she’d encountered a real rival.

The woman wasn’t just beautiful; she carried a uniquely serene aura. It was like sunlight filtering through dappled leaves, like silk strings gliding beneath a bow. She had an effortlessly soothing aura, easily drawing people closer without them even realizing it.

If the photo alone had this effect, the real person would be something else entirely.

“Who is she?” Evan asked despite himself.

“I knew you’d be interested,” Ivana said, her tone carrying a clear told–you–so note. “Her name is Estelle Laurent. She’s the mayor’s daughter and your junior.”

Ivana had reviewed Evan’s background before and knew he’d graduated from Silverton University.

“Your junior is no ordinary figure,” Ivana continued with a sigh. “She single–handedly boosted Sil–U’s application rate this year. They say applications went up by a full 20% just because of that one photo.”

Evan couldn’t help asking, “Can a single photo really have that big an impact?”

Ivana then explained the photo’s origin in detail. The university’s president, hoping to raise enrollment numbers, had specifically invited the mayor’s daughter to take several promotional photos. The school selected the most stunning one and printed it in that year’s acceptance letters.

The result was explosive as 99% of incoming freshmen were said to have applied because of Estelle. Some even called her the most beautiful campus belle in the university’s hundred–year history.

“That’s… insane,” Evan muttered, momentarily at a loss for words.

‘One photo increased enrollment by 20%? That’s madness!‘

He couldn’t help thinking of the three heiresses. Hazel, Roxanne, and Anya were all campus beauties at their own schools back then, but even they had never received such ardent pursuit. This girl’s impact is beyond celebrity–level.

Ivana asked bluntly, “Evan, do you want to meet her?”

She remained neutral on this. Besides, the 30–day cooling–off period for the divorce hadn’t ended yet. So, anyone interested in Evan was free to try their luck during this time. It was all fair

game.

Just as Evan was about to answer, Sylvie’s puffed–up, sulky face suddenly appeared in front of him, glaring straight at him.

“What, are you interested in her too?” Sylvie demanded, cheeks puffed out. “What’s so great about her? What does she have that I don’t?”

Chapter 102Estelle Laurent

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