Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153 Words That Cut Deeper Than Blades

A twisted kind of eager expectation shone in Darius’ eyes.

It was cruel.

It was heartless.

This was the true Darius.

He loved watching his prey struggle at the edge of ruin.

But when he met Evan’s gaze, all he saw was a chilling frost. Evan’s eyes were no longer conflicted, only disgust and hatred remained.

“What? Angry?” Darius sneered. “Want to hit me?”

He stepped forward deliberately. “Go on. Try it.”

Despite the dark look, Darius felt no fear at all.

He even stepped forward to egg Evan on.

Sparks flew through the air as they glared at each other, causing the air to go deadly tense.

It was as though they were clashing blades.

The frosty aura they exuded was intense.

Their cold auras clashed so fiercely that Jasper and the others instinctively stepped back, a chill crawling down their spines.

The confrontation between the two brothers was terrifying!

Despite the lack of blood relation, they were still brothers.

That, in and of itself, was unusual enough.

To fuel that abnormality, these two fought like their lives depended on it.

“Evan,” Darius said softly, each word precise, “did you know? You were always meant to be a substitute. That was true in the Norwood family. It was true in the Solberg family. Have you ever lived as yourself?”

His lips curled. “And you still dare glare at me like that. Do you think I care about you?”

Darius’ face was painted with disdain.

As expected of the one who knew Evan the best, every word he spoke aimed directly at Evan’s sore spots.

Indeed, being used as a substitute two times in a row was the greatest thorn in Evan’s side.

A flash of killing intent flickered across his eyes.

His fist moved.

Darius had been groomed as the next Norwood head. He’d trained in everything-business, strategy, combat-and he excelled. Among Silverton’s younger generation, very few could defeat him.

But when Evan’s punch came, Darius’s body locked up. He couldn’t move at all.

He could only watch it coming.

All of a sudden, Darius was sent flying by a single blow.

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Blood spilled as he crashed to the ground.

Shock rippled through the group.

They stared at Evan in disbelief.

He actually had the nerve to hit Darius!

Jasper and the others instinctively moved to attack.

However, Darius shouted, “Stop!”

“Why?”

Everyone froze, turning to look at him in confusion.

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Darius slowly stood, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth. A savage grin spread across his face as he kept staring at Evan.

“Why so angry?” he mocked. “Did I hit a nerve?”

He chuckled. “I didn’t lie. You’re just a man abandoned by everyone. That’s your fate. It’s written into who you are.”

He stepped closer, voice dripping with contempt.

“If you had ever found a real home, maybe I’d respect you. But even now? To the Norwood family, you’re still a joke.”

Now Jasper and the others understood.

Darius hadn’t stopped them because he feared Evan.

He stopped them because Evan wasn’t worth it.

In Darius’ eyes, Evan was nothing more than a stray dog no one wanted.

He had no home and no family.

Even if the Solberg family took it to him, that was just an act of charity.

He was still all alone with nothing to his name.

Moreover, no one loved him or cared about him.

Even if he ended up dead on the streets, no one would bother.

“Tell me,” Darius continued smoothly, “when Mr. Solomon comes for you, will your wife–or your little admirers, Hazel, Roxanne, and Anya-lift a finger to help?” He tilted his head. “Or is there even one person in this world who would stand up for you?”

Evan’s fists tightened until his knuckles turned white. The sound of his joints popping echoed faintly.

He was on the edge.

“You’re wandering alone,” Darius added casually. “Does that mean you’ve already been kicked out of the Solberg family? Did you cut ties?”

His eyes sharpened, as if he’d uncovered a secret.

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The air had turned mcredibly

Evan’s breathing grew uneven.

Darius truly had incredible observation

alls to just a few minutes, he saw that Evan had cut ties with

Just then, a car came crashing through.

Stefan and Cynthia stepped out.

They moved straight in front of Evan, shielding him, fury blazing in their eyes.

“Who said that?” Stefan’s voice thundered. “Evan is still part of the Solberg family. Who told you we wouldn’t care what happens to him?”

“That’s right!” Cynthia snapped, gripping Evan’s arm tightly. “He only had a small disagreement with my daughter. He never left this family.”