Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181 Dancing on the Edge of Death

The entire Norwood family stood frozen, staring at Evan in disbelief.

Something was wrong. He wasn’t reacting right. He wasn’t behaving like a man staring in the face of death.

He showed no fear and no panic. Instead, he sounded annoyed that the one who came wasn’t Cain himself. Wor he calmly asked whether Gabriel could fully represent his father.

What was going on? None of them had the answer.

Alice, Beverly, and Colette were the first to sense that something was off. They couldn’t explain it or pinpoint problem, but the feeling gnawed at them.

However, Darius‘ face slowly shifted from shock to a twisted grin. In his eyes, Evan was digging his own grave. ] was speeding up his death. How dare he provoke Gabriel?

Gabriel was a proud man. He wasn’t some spoiled heir living off his father’s name. He had built his reputation with his own hands. When his name was mentioned, people would praise him and only him without hesitation.

Yet, every word out of Evan’s mouth implied that Gabriel was inferior to Cain. It was the same as slapping him across the face in public.

Gabriel’s gaze turned feral just as expected, and everyone could feel his anger. His eyes narrowed as they glinted sharply.

The temperature inside Norwood Residence seemed to drop to below freezing point just like that. A violent aura filled the air, heavy and suffocating.

“Yes,” Gabriel hissed through clenched teeth. “I can fully represent my father. But what difference does it make? The outcome is the same whether or not he’s here.”

His anger rolled forward like a crushing wave. The Norwoods felt their hearts pound wildly.

He was right. It made no difference. Evan was still going to die regardless of who was meeting him.

If anything, his death at Gabriel’s hands would be swifter.

Alas, Evan merely smiled. “All’s good if you can represent Cain. If that’s the case, this little show can continue.”

“How dare you!”

The Norwoods were furious.

Evan humiliated Gabriel again and again. He even called Cain by his name. It was as if he had no idea what situation he was in.

“Evan, I don’t think you understand the danger you’re in.” Josephine sneered.

Evan replied calmly, “What danger? It seems to me that you’re the ones in danger.”

The Norwoods exploded. Even at death’s door, he was still talking tough.

Alice and the others felt that same strange unease, but they still couldn’t figure it out. The feeling was suffocating. James barked, “You b*stard! Get on your knees right now! If you beg, Mr. Gabriel might spare your worthless life!” Gabriel cut him off coldly. “No. I will not spare anyone who deceived my father. No matter who it is.”

Chapter 181 Dancing on the Edge of Douth

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He had come to Silverton for one reason–to punish whoever switched out the drakeblood gemstone. Whether that person was Evan or not didn’t matter.

In the Norwoods‘ ears, it sounded like Gabriel had chosen to dirty his hands right then and there. What they we hearing was that Gabriel was going to kill Evan to satisfy his rage.

James, Darius, and the others beamed with savage delight.

Gabriel had already handed Evan his death sentence.

The outcome was set in stone. Nothing would change, no matter how Evan struggled.·

ng would change, no matter how Evan struggled.

“Did you hear that, Evan?” James sa

looking at him like he was already a corpse. “You’re already a dead man walking, so give it up. You might as well hand over the real drakeblood gemstone. At least you’ll leave an intact body.”

In James‘ eyes, there were no more variables. Evan was finished.

Gabriel’s gaze never left Evan. His patience was wearing thin, little by little.

“Hand it over before Mr. Gabriel loses his temper,” someone warned. “Don’t make us take it from you ourselves. That would end very badly.”

Behind Gabriel, the four martial servants stepped forward in unison. A suffocating pressure swept across the

room.

These four had followed Cain while he built his empire. They had dealt with countless dangerous enemies.

But someone like Evan? Never.

To them, Evan was a man who stole Cain’s drakeblood gemstone, forged a fake, and lived to tell the tale. It was unthinkable.

“Hand over the drakeblood gemstone!”

“Hand over the drakeblood gemstone!”

“Hand over the drakeblood gemstone!”

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