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Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142 The Heiresses’ Delusion

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The heiresses had seen Sylvie at the Stone family’s event. They had a confrontation at Silverton Hospital, and Sylvie left an impression on them. This was their third time seeing Sylvie, but none of them expected to see her

here.

Still, the fact that she was in a squabble with another woman didn’t diminish both ladies’ beauty. Zeke wasn’t the only one who couldn’t look away; the heiresses were the same.

Beauties like Sylvie and Estelle would catch even the eyes of fellow ladies. The heiresses quickly turned their attention to the other lady, and they knew who she was.

“Dear god! That’s the mayor’s daughter, Estelle! Sil-U saw a 10% increase in applications thanks to her! She’s the most beautiful campus belle in the city! Um, why’s she fighting Ms. Stanton like a common woman though?”

The ladies were recognized, and it only made things more tense. These two were elites among the elites. They were also divinely gorgeous, so why were they fighting? They must have gone mad.

The heiresses desperately wanted to know the reason behind this fight. They wanted to soothe their shock and curiosity.

“Stop fighting, you two! You’re my mentor’s wives!” Someone tried to stop this fight.

Another beautiful woman stood between the ladies and halted the battle.

“Artemisia?” Roxanne’s eyes went wide. She couldn’t believe this. “And she called them her mentor’s wives? Wives? I…”

Of course, it was shocking. They knew Artemisia was the protege of the healer who saved Gaius. That healer owned Villa No. 1. If Sylvie and Estelle were her mentor’s wives, that meant they both were the ladies of Villa No. 1.

That realization shook the heiresses. They were thunderstruck. These ladies were fighting over one man. This was

unreal.

Hazel took a deep breath. “I can’t believe women of their caliber would fight over one guy. Insane.”

“Ms. Laurent’s the mayor’s daughter and the woman of many people’s dreams. She might be young, but everyone in the elite circle knows about her.

“There are at least dozens of wealthy heirs waiting to ask for her hand in marriage after she graduates, and that’s only what I know.”

The scene was unbelievable. The man these ladies were fighting over must be top-tier. Godly, even. They couldn’t help but wonder who he was.

eyes to

Zeke and the heiresses couldn’t imagine the kind of man who had that pull. The heiresses turned their Villa No. 1. The ladies’ fight hit them harder than any disaster, but at the end of the day, it happened because of

Villa No. 1’s owner.

They were fighting over his attention and affection. Both wanted more of it, and that fact was terrifying.

The heiresses’ minds were still ringing. They thought in bewilderment, ‘Who is the owner of Villa No. 1? He’s a powerful healer and has enough pull to make these two fight over him like common wenches!’

Anya proposed, “I bet that healer must be young, or at least, not that old. Besides his skills and charisma, he must be really hot. Otherwise, those two won’t be fighting so hard over him.”

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Sylvie and Estelle were young and beautiful. Their standards for men were impossible They’d never pick the good doctor if he was skilled but old, let alone fight over him. Only a man who was impeccable in every aspect could

drive them so insane.

‘Is there really a man out there of that caliber?’ Hazel shivered.

Roxanne muttered, “I wish I could see him.” She suggested to Hazel, “Maybe we should pay him a visit? I know we’re not important enough, but we’re still neighbors. We still have to get along. Maybe he’ll give us a chance

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