Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 117

The kid really had nerves of steel. Not only did he dare to steal Mr. Solomon’s drakeblood gemstone three years ag also managed to fool everyone with a perfect fake… Does he really mean to court death?”

“Tell me about it! He did what none of us would’ve dared to do… wouldn’t even have dared to imagine!”

“Honestly, the kid’s something else. To think he could push Mr. Solomon this far…”

The heavyweights present had already begun whispering among themselves.

For something to terrify the entire Silverton elite circle like this, it had to be a world–shaking event.

Everyone present knew the full story–how Cain’s gemstone had been stolen three years ago, and how Cain had ultim chosen to spare the culprit. None of them had expected the matter to resurface, let alone create an even bigger storm.

Being deceived was far worse than being robbed because it meant humiliation–one that cut all the way to the bone.

“Hugo, that kid was from your city, wasn’t he?” A voice cut through the tense air, and instantly every gaze turned towa

“Huh… W–What?” Already terrified, Hugo nearly collapsed when he heard his name.

“I remember now. He’s from Silverton, and you defended him back then!”

Hugo felt his stomach twist so hard he nearly coughed up blood. Fear tightened every muscle in his body as he trembled

uncontrollably.

One of the influential figures stepped up to him and stared him down. “Hugo, you’d better brace yourself. The young mai vouched for screwed up again. You’d better forget about walking away from this.”

Hugo felt half his soul leave his body as he muttered, “I wasn’t the only one who vouched for him back then.

He might have been the Silverton kingpin, but that didn’t make him weighty enough to face consequences like this The t problem was the other guarantor involved–the one whose influence truly mattered.

“Alas, no one cared to listen to his explanation. They all turned and left one after another.

Hugo could only call Evan.

“Ivana, give me a second. I need to take this call”

Hugo’s panicked voice burst through the speaker almost the sond Evan cut off his conversation wit dire news! Mr. Solomon’s drakeblood gemstone just got confirmed to be fake Not Daly

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