Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73 When the Queen Called

“Move!” Sylvie shoved one of them aside before storming away.

Anya stumbled from the push, her temper flaring instantly. “Who do you think you are? Do you think you can just walk away after pushing people to the ground?”

She was about to chase after Sylvie when Hazel grabbed her arm. “Wait. Take a good look at her. Doesn’t she look like someone we know?”

“Huh?” Roxanne and Anya froze at the same time.

All three of them stared at Sylvie’s retreating figure. The longer they looked, the more familiar it seemed.

“Isn’t she the woman who kicked us out of the hospital that day?” one of them blurted out.

They exclaimed almost in unison.

The angry words Anya wanted to spew were promptly lodged in her throat.

They had only met Sylvie once, but the impression she left was unforgettable.

Her overwhelming beauty and presence made them feel dull by comparison. Coupled with her decisive, ruthless way of driving them out? Suffice it to say, her mere presence had sent a chill down their spines. Her figure seemed to loom in their minds, terrorizing them.

‘I’m no match for her.’ The same thought surfaced simultaneously in all their minds.

It wasn’t personal. They simply felt small in comparison. It was just an instinctive reaction to someone’s way about their league.

“Why is she here?” Anya asked cautiously, no longer upset at Sylvie’s actions.

“I don’t know,” Hazel said gravely, shaking her head. “Dr. Stone probably invited her. Regardless, there’s one thing I’m sure of, and that is-she’s not someone we can afford to provoke.”

Roxanne and Anya said nothing, clearly in agreement.

It didn’t matter who she was. Just the way she carried herself was enough to make them flinch.

After Sylvie left, the banquet hall fell into even greater chaos.

Unfortunately, they had no idea what was going on since they were standing so far back.

“Bad news! Roxanne, Ms. Solberg, come here, quick!” Artemisia’s voice rang out from ahead.

They hurried over to her. “What happened?”

“My father… He… Artemisia was so flustered she couldn’t even form a coherent sentence. others looked toward the stage, and their eyes promptly widened in disbelief.

Caleb was frozen stiff it was as if a single phone call had robbed him of the ability to move

They could see beads of sweat rolling down his forehead His lips were pale and is nearthing aggett even sounded like he was wheezing

The surrounding power players were all stunned Who could scare Calleb inis this state?

The phone in his hand looked like an executioners are. He didn’t dare answEST

In truth, Caleb had known that things had taken a turn for the worse when Evan failed to storming out had just been confirmation that he’d royally screwed up. He knew right then that the banquet was ruined

Still, he never expected that this would alarm Ivang, the Queen of Finance

He didn’t need to ask what had happened because the results would still be the same-news of his frox up had clearly reached her ears. And now…. Well, now she was calling to hold him accountable

Caleb took several deep breaths to steady himself before finally answering “H-Helo, Ms. Stanton

Even his voice was trembling.

The Best Doctor in Silverton was so frightened that he was on the verge of tears.

He immediately heard an icy voice snap at him, “Caleb Stone, is this what you meant by ensuring that me and mine would be treated well? You invited Evan. You even sent the invitation yourself

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