Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 299

Chapter 299 The Post That Shook the Elite Circle

Sylvie didn’t even ask what had happened or why she suddenly needed protection-she agreed immediately. Her mind was filled with what Evan said about needing to protect her.

As for the “closely part, she had conveniently filled that part in herself.

Sylvie’s eyes lit up as she squealed in excitement. ‘This is so sudden! Am I dreaming right now?’

Evan had no idea that to Sylvie, his words sounded like something far more than just protection-it practically felt like a step forward in their relationship, even a roundabout confession.

‘This is happening too suddenly. I’m not ready!’

Evan’s divorce had only meant that she-and plenty of other women-finally had a chance to pursue him. Actually winning his heart was still supposed to be a long battle. She had already prepared herself for that. And yet, the moment he came home today, he said something like this.

Looking at Evan standing right in front of her, Sylvie suddenly felt like crying. She had waited so long to hear those words.

She quickly began analyzing the reasons.

First, of course, she was beautiful and outstanding enough to stand out among so many women.

Second, Evan had just gotten divorced and was about to start a new chapter in life. As the one who had been by his side the longest, she was naturally the best person to continue walking that path with him.

‘You’ve got nothing against me, Estelle. You’re still too young and naive…’ she thought, the smug satisfaction inside her growing stronger.

Watching Sylvie squeal one moment and giggle foolishly the next-her expression changing more than five times in less than half a minute-Evan began to wonder whether she had actually heard a word he

said.

So he repeated himself more seriously. “From now on, I’m responsible for your safety. Unless it’s absolutely necessary, don’t go out-especially when I’m busy cultivating and can’t keep an eye on you. Understood?”

“Got it, got it. I definitely wander…” Sylvie’s lips curved upward as she thought, ‘With things like this now, why would I go anywhere?’

Not bothering to check whether she had really taken it seriously, Evan got up and stepped outside the villa. He set up a small formation around it.

Its purpose was simple-if anyone powerful tried to break in, it would trigger a restriction, and no matter where he was, he would know immediately.

Still not entirely at ease, he handed Sylvie a bracelet. “If you run into danger and I’m not around, crush this, alright?”

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He had infused a trace of his power into it. Once broken, it would release manly-enough to reduce

even an ordinary Grandmaster to nothing it was essentially a one-time ife-saving talisman

“Mhm.” Sylvie accepted it as if it were nothing more than an ordinary gift, secretly over yet

No way I’m crushing it! If Evan gave it to me, wouldn’t it be gone if i did

In an unusually good mood, Evan even went into the kitchen himself and prepared a full dimmer

While he wasn’t paying attention, Sylvie secretly took a photo of his back as he cooked. With a bit of careful angling, she made sure she herself was also in the shot, flashing a cheerful peace sign at the

camera.

Then, she eagerly posted it on social media with the caption, One home, two people, three meals, four

seasons.

The post exploded instantly

Sylvie’s social circle was filled with Silverton’s top elites, as well as people from the Imperia and Uppersea upper circles. It was no exaggeration to say the entire Silverton elite world was shaken

Meanwhile, Jemeriah, Ginevra, and Serena were all at home, staring at Sylvie’s post in stupefaction.

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