Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 84

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Chapter 84 Can I Use It

Artemisia’s expression shifted at those words. “No can do. I have to ask.” Then, she called Evan and asked carefully, “C-Can I use that ancient formula you restored, Dr. Norwood?”

The ladies inhaled sharply. They couldn’t believe Artemisia was calling the doctor who revived the Iron Dragon.

Evan had just settled into bed when she woke him with what he considered a pointless question. Irritation laced his voice as he snapped, “Use it however you want. It’s your ancient formula.”

“Thank you, Dr. Norwood!” Artemisia could breathe easy now.

Hazel and Roxanne let out long sighs of relief. They could see that the doctor could be reasoned with, but for some reason, he

detested them.

Roxanne’s brows suddenly knit together. “Hazel… I think I heard Evan just now.

”

Hazel was still caught up in the relief and waved it off. “No way. You’re hearing things.”

Roxanne thought she had a point. Zeke’s condition had kept her high-strung lately. It had been a while since she saw Evan. She wondered how he would react when they met at tomorrow’s gathering.

“I’ll have to go now.” Artemisia wanted to leave, but before that, she said, “And I’ll need some time to make the meds. Can Zeke even last that long?”

The ladies’ faces fell. They were solemn, and they knew the race against time was on. Until the medicine was ready, they had to stabilize Zeke by any means necessary.

“We’ll make sure he does,” said Hazel.

The ladies washed up and got to sleep. The dinner was an important event. Well, they tried to sleep, but Anya could not, not when she knew her family could finally take the lead for once.

She got out of bed and went downstairs, only to find her father still awake. Graham was on the couch, sipping on his tea. When he saw her, he smiled. “Still awake? Come, have a drink. Premium grade. I only bring this out for special occasions.”

Anya wasn’t much of a tea aficionado, but her father always had a sip whenever something important was on the horizon. In his words, having tea before making a big decision always calmed his nerves.

She had a cup as well.

“I have to thank Evan for this.” Graham laughed heartily. “Running into people like Mr. Wells is impossible for guys like me,

r but I had to save him, and I took the slaps!”

Anya nodded. “Which is exactly why Evan can never clear his debt to us.’

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“He’s just an abandoned replacement,” Graham scoffed. “What could he possibly repay us with?”

Then, he leaned back and said coldly, “This world is cruel. The strong prey on the weak, and the weak prey on those weaker than themselves. Mr. Wells sensed my vulnerability after that humiliation, and he hounded us for three straight years.”

Graham slapped his knee in frustration. Anger churned in Anya’s chest, with nowhere to go.

“But it all ends tomorrow!” He downed his tea with a single gulp. “After tomorrow, Mr. Wells will be giving us a wide berth!” He laughed again. “This is a milestone, and I called Evan to send a message to Mr. Wells. It started with Evan, and it’s going to end

with him!”

Anya heaved a long sigh. “Yes. Evan owes us more than anyone.”

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