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Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 The Trap Springs Shut

The entire Norwood family was stunned when they heard the butler’s cries.

What did you say? Reporters?

They had assumed it was someone coming to protect Evan.

Yes, nearly a hundred outlets. It looks like every major media company in the city is here!

What?

At the mention of every major media company in the city, Jamesexpression changed instantly.

Alice, Beverly, and Colette turned pale as well.

Everyone instinctively turned to look at Darius. They had assumed this was his doing, but he looked confused. H clearly had no idea what was going on.

A chill ran through Alice and her sisters. Something was wrong, very, very wrong.

James.Evan’s voice suddenly rang out.

It wasn’t loud. Yet, it sounded like thunder to the Norwoods.

Jamesbody jerked. He didn’t understand why his body was obeying even as he slowly turned around to face Evan

Alice. Beverly. Colette. Josephine.

Evan called their names one after another.

Every person he named stiffened, their expressions shifting as they stared at him.

Darius.

He said Dariusname last, his tone rising noticeably.

Dariusheart dropped into his stomach. For a split second, he felt as if he were falling off a cliff.

A sense of dread crept into his chest.

Evan looked at them all before sneering. You used to be the people I loved most. You were the ones who knew me best. Yet, you didn’t even bother to figure out why I was at Norwood Residence before handing me over to Cain. Why was that?

The words hit like a bomb. Everyone stopped breathing.

Alice and her sisters turned visibly pale.

To be honest, they had felt uneasy when Evan agreed to come to Norwood Residence. Honestly, why would he come here alone?

Eventually, they convinced themselves he had come because he saw them as his last lifeline.

The second time doubt crept in was when Evan willingly let them imprison him and stayed at Norwood Residence.

By

Gen, they had already dropped the pretense. They had made it clear that they were going to offer him up to

Yet, Evan hadn’t even put up a fight.

Chapter 183 The Trap Springs Shut

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At the time, the Norwoods sensed that something wasn’t right. Still, they barely had 24 hours left on the clock they brushed the feeling aside.

The realization that something was definitely off hit them once more now that Evan had brought it up. Alas, it already too late. Even so, they still couldn’t see what he was planning.

Every action he made, and every word he said, seemed reasonable at the time. Yet, there was no denying the ut absurdity of it all.

The unease in their hearts grew stronger.

James pointed at Evan and shouted, You b*stard! What game are you playing? The evidence is rock solid! Gabr is here too. Nothing will change no matter what tricks you try to pull!

That’s right!Josephine snapped. You brought shame on the Norwoods. We wouldn’t have been merciful thr years ago if we knew this would happen. We shouldn’t have stopped at kicking you out of the Norwood family. V should’ve beaten you to death!

Alice forced herself to look at Gabriel. Mr. Gabriel, please make haste. He’ll never hand over the real drakebloo gemstone. Just kill him.

We’re even willing to do it ourselves,Beverly added, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

They were afraid.

They had already done everything they could. They’d destroyed any and all evidence linked to them, controlled public opinion, and pinned all the blame on Evan. Yet, they were still afraid.

They didn’t know what trump card Evan was holding.

Why had he called every media outlet in the city?

So, they wanted him dead immediately. They wanted the only loose end gone to avoid further complications. After all, dead men told no tales.

However, Gabriel’s eyes narrowed at them.

Alice and her sisters felt like prey under his scrutiny. Goosebumps prickled across their skin as the silence dragged on.

Eventually, everyone looked away, their jaws clenching.

There’s no rush,Gabriel said with a faint smile. This is getting/interesting. It seems there’s still a twist in who swapped my father’s drakeblood gemstone.

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