Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 38

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Evan let out an awkward Tangh and didn’t respond. Dealing with Sylvie was already enough of a headache–how could he possibly handle her aunt on top of that?

‘Hazel, Roxanne, and Anya would never have imagined that after the divorce, my life would be surrounded by beautiful women. And each one is a hundred times more dazzling than they ever were!!

“Fine,” Ivana said at last. “If you can save me, I’ll cover all your medicinal herbs from now on.”

Ivana’s opinion of him rose again. ‘He kept his hands to himself even in this situation… not bad.‘

Evan stood up and exhaled deeply. “Let’s begin then… Go take a shower first.”

Ivana blinked. “A shower?”

“Yeah…” he confirmed, a little stiffly.

That was exactly how it was written in the Ninefold Arcane Arts. The afflicted had to be cleansed before the ritual. The Death Writ clung stubbornly to impurities, no matter how slight.

“But don’t worry. I won’t peek.” He even raised a hand, as if swearing an oath.

“You can peek if you want…” Ivana whispered under her breath.

“What was that?”

“Nothing. I’m going.”

She turned and headed upstairs. Moments later, the sound of running water echoed through the villa. Evan took the opportunity to circulate the Ninefold Arcane Arts in silence.

Neither of them knew that because of the crash, the upper circles of Silverton were in complete chaos. Rumors were flying that Ivana Stanton, the Queen of Finance, had arrived in Silverton and been involved in a car accident.

“Wasn’t that the Queen of Finance?”

“Looked like her.”

“She came to Silverton? And got into a crash?”

“Holy…”

Surveillance footage circulated at an alarming speed, throwing influential families into panic. Fortunately, Ivana wasn’t injured. Otherwise, the entire business world of Draganland would’ve erupted.

For the moment, the news was circulating only within a small group headed by Anya’s father, Graham Golden.

Although Graham was a major figure in Silverton’s business circle, he had spent years being crushed by Mr. Wells—a humiliation lodged in his heart.

Three years ago, he had even swallowed his pride to beg Mr. Wells on behalf of a worthless son–in–law, sacrificing massive profits–only to be slapped three times in public. That disgrace had haunted him ever since.

Now, however, heaven itself had delivered an opportunity.

If he visited the Queen of Finance after her accident and managed to build a connection with her, he would never have to tear Mr. Wells again!

If she gave the Golden family even a sliver of support, it would turn into unimaginable fortunes. Such was the terrifying influence of Ivana Stanton.

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And as luck would have it, Graham had just acquired a top–grade drakeblood root at auction–the perfect gift.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He rushed home, grabbed the drakeblood root, tracked down [vana’s residence, and hurried over

By then, Ivana had finished showering. Her skin looked fresh and luminous, as though cleansed by more than water alone. There was a quiet, natural allure about her effortless, unforced, unmistakably her own.

Seeing Evan staring blankly at her, she giggled. “Like what you’re seeing, Evan?”

“Yes…” The word slipped out before Evan realized it. His face drained of color as he frantically shook his head. “No–I mean- not like that–well…”

He completely lost the ability to form a coherent sentence.

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