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Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182 The Storm at the Gates

When Evan remained unmoved, the rest of the Norwoods began shouting at him.

Their deafening voices echoed through Eisenberg Castle.

He was surrounded on all sides, making him seem like a lamb waiting for slaughter.

Dariusgrin widened as he watched the scene. He cackled wildly. Let’s see who can save you this time!

Just then, outside Norwood Residence, a car screeched to a stop.

Hazel and the other two rushed out.

The moment they heard the thunderous shouts from inside, every voice condemning Evan, their hearts sank eve further.

Hazel was right on the money.

The Norwoods had tricked Evan. Not only had they refused to help him, but they had also turned around and offered him up like a trophy to Gabriel, Cain’s representative.

On the way over, they had already called everyone they could think of. Every single one refused to help.

The drakeblood gemstone was untouchable. No one could help; none dared.

Anyone who pleaded for Evan would be standing against Cain.

Hazel, give up,Roxanne murmured softly, her eyes filled with reluctant pity as she stared at the crowded estate. It’s over. They might’ve already started.

His fate is set,Anya said, finally letting go.

They had done everything they could.

They had even planned a way for Evan to survive. Sure, it would be under a different identity, and he’d be relocated somewhere far away, but he could have lived. Alas, Evan had lost control.

Hazel’s face was full of mulish stubbornness.

She wanted to scream, to demand why things had turned out this way. Alas, the roaring inside the estate left her powerless.

She couldn’t save Evan like she had three years ago. She had a family now. She had Zeke.

At that moment, the three women’s expressions were painfully complicated.

If only he had listened to them, if only he had swallowed his pride and softened his toneIf only he had done all those things, then his ending would have been different. 1/

He wouldn’t be trapped inside. He’d still be alive.

Although it would mean that he’d be living under another name, at least he’d still be alive.

But now? He stuck to his pride and refused to bend. Unfortunately, he chose to place his faith in the Norwoods in his desperation.

Hadn’t what happened three years ago taught him anything? They were devils who devoured people whole,

Chapter 182 The Storm at the Gates

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Did he regret it now?

He placed his hope in the Norwoods for the sake of his dignity. The ones who loved him suffered. His enemies celebrated.

Hazel’s guilt faded as that thought settled in.

This was Evan’s own doing.

None of this would have happened if he had just yielded to them and admitted his mistakes.

The shouting inside continued for a long time before finally dying down.

Yet, what shocked everyone was that under such overwhelming pressure, Evan remained calm.

A faint sneer curved his lips.

Gabriel, right?he said lightly. Do you really think I stole the drakeblood gemstone?

If it wasn’t you, then who?James roared before Gabriel could answer.

That’s right! All the evidence points to you. You think you can talk your way out of this?

The Norwoods glared at Evan, fury burning in their eyes.

Evan found it hilarious to watch the Norwoods play the victim card when they were the masterminds behind it all.

What are you trying to imply?Gabriel asked, staring straight at him.

Evan didn’t answer. He looked at the group of clowns before him and calmly made a phone call.

You can come in now.

Oh? Still putting on a show?someone sneered.

Fine. Let’s see who dares help you!

The Norwoods wore mocking smiles.

A flash of cold light flickered in Gabriel’s eyes.

His father had issued a final warning before he came to Silverton. Cain had made it clear that no one was allowed to defend Evan.

Yet, someone was clearly protecting him. Did they think they could disobey his father and live?

Sir, this is bad!A butler suddenly rushed in, pale and panicked. A large group of reporters has just shown up at the gates!

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