Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Storm Clouds Over the Gemstone

Ivana understood immediately. She had looked into Evan’s background before, so naturally, she knew all about the rumors surrounding the switched s birth heirs of the Norwood family.

A cold smile tugged at Evan’s lips. The Norwood family had risen at rocket speed over the last three years, leaving every other family in the dust. He was almost certain their sudden ascent was tied to the reai drakeblood gemstone.

The appraisal result spread fast through Silverton’s elite circles. It was still a top–level secret, passed around only within tight, controlled groups–but anyone who’d been paying attention still caught wind of it.

At the Solberg Residence…

Stefan usually didn’t get home until after seven because of work. But that day, he burst in at 4 p.m., so frantic that Cynthia could only stare at him in shock.

“What happened? Why are you home so early?”

“Something big just happened! Word from Mr. Solomon’s side is that the drakeblood gemstone in his possession turned out to be fake!”

“What?” Cynthia swayed, like the news might knock her off her feet. Tears sprang to her eyes as she shouted, “Doesn’t that mean Evan is in danger? Why are you just standing there? Do something! Help Evan! Mr. Solomon will make him pay!”

“I am thinking, aren’t I?” Stefan paced anxiously. The news had hit so suddenly that he hadn’t had time to gather himself

Forcing himself to calm down, he suddenly said, “Even though everyone’s saying the gemstone was fake, there’s still no solid proof that Evan was the one who did it. Without hard evidence, Mr. Solomon shouldn’t act rashly. After all, it wasn’t just Mr. Wells who vouched for him back then. There was another heavyweight guarantor.”

Cynthia’s eyes lit up. “You mean as long as Evan stays here with us for a while, Mr. Solomon won’t be able to touch humTM**

Stefan nodded. “In theory. But the problem is –Evan’s already cut ties with us. If Mr. Solomon finds out, it could get ug face tightened with worry.

Cynthia went pale and cut him off. “At a time like this, who cares about broken ties? Call Evan. Bring him back!”

The logic was obvious, but reality wasn’t that simple Stefan sighed inwardly. “I’ll try.”

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As he spoke, a knowing grin spread across Sean’s face.

“A surprise?” Evan asked, puzzled.

“A big one,” Sean said. “One I guarantee you’ll like.” He gave Evan a look every man understood.

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