Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134 When Two Women Are Destined to Meet

Just having her around the house was enough to lift anyone’s mood.

‘Splish!’

Another burst of water rose as Estelle emerged from the pool, her long hair loose and her body dripping wet

Droplets glided down her hair, arms, and cheeks. Each droplet highlighted her flawless figure. The fresh, clean air around her now held a subtle touch of post swim charm.

Estelle offered her a warm smile when she noticed that Artemisia had become dumbstruck by her beauty.

Artemisia’s eyes widened as her cheeks warmed slightly.

Estelle’s striking beauty truly disarmed everyone, men and women alike.

“Artemisia, are you close with Sylvie?” Estelle asked lightly.

She picked up a towel, casually drying her hair while walking over to sit beside her, smiling sweetly.

If Evan had been there, he would have immediately noticed that this mischievous little one was up to something

“She should be back soon… but, uh, Ms. Laurent, why are you asking? Aren’t you worried about running into Ms. Stanton?” Artemisia asked hesitantly.

Although Artemisia had fallen prey to Estelle’s charms, she still thought it was odd that Estelle was here at all.

Most mistresses seldom, if ever, visited a man’s home willingly due to feelings of guilt and fear. After all, the situation would be uncomfortable for everyone whenever they bumped into the lady of the house.

Plus, her mentor was indeed outstanding, so women practically fought over him.

If Artemisia were slightly stronger or more beautiful, she might have embraced the chaos rather than remaining an apprentice.

Estelle merely smiled at her. “Why should I be afraid? I will meet her eventually. If so, I might as well take the lead… as the younger one.”

Now it was Evan’s turn to be surprised. Seeing me should make her happy, shouldn’t it?’

Sylvie’s face fell as she spoke, “We found some clues about those who tried to harm Grandpa. Aria and the others each formed their own team to make the arrest, but they ended up falling into an ambush. Fortunately, no one was killed. Still, everyone sustained injuries to some extent.”

Evan immediately thought of the black-clad men he had killed earlier. They came and went like ghosts.

“Aria and Victor were hurt, too?” he questioned.

Sylvie lowered her gaze. “Victor’s injuries aren’t too bad… but Aria was hurt pretty seriously. She took a hit to the face. She could be disfigured if it heals badly.”

Evan’s expression shifted. He remembered Aria well. She was a domineering woman who practiced with throwing knives, but had revealed a gentler side when she was with him.

She had even gone out of her way to earn his favor just to recruit him into Dragon’s Breath, promising she would repay him someday.

He thought, ‘She’ll be devastated if her face is ruined.’