Sorry Too Late (by J.J. Twelve) novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89 More Slapping

Hugo eventually grew tired of the farce. He approached Graham like a predator closing in on wounded prey. Softly, almost mockingly, he patted Graham’s cheek. “Where’d all that confidence and magnanimity go, old boy? Though you wanted my apology?”

That was the cue. Hugo’s men surrounded them

Anya was on the verge of tears. Graham dropped to his knees, legs shaking violently as he began to grovel. “This is a misunderstanding!”

Every shred of confidence had drained from him.

“Really? You were so cocksure a moment ago. Didn’t seem like a misunderstanding to me.” Hugo’s eyes glinted fiercely, and the gentle pat turned into a powerful slap.

The blow sent Graham flying. His teeth shattered, and blood caked his face.

“You re nothing, Graham! Even with a backer, I still own you!” Hugo slapped him again. “Take that!”

He said, “You wanted me to do you a favor and talk the Overlord out of going after that punk? You’re beneath me! You should feel lucky I only slapped you!” A third slap crashed down.

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This was a repeat of three years ago.

Evan didn’t even look up. He continued eating calmly.

Anya suddenly held her head and started sobbing. Hazel and Roxanne hugged her, looking around helplessly. Then they realized Evan was still here, so they turned their attention to him.

Evan was still eating. “This isn’t the time for food! What are you, starving?’ they screamed internally.

Hazel and Roxanne shot Evan withering glares. Anya gnashed her teeth, staring at Evan with hatred. Hugo slapped her father because Graham tried to save him. Evan was the cause of this.

Anya thought, ‘You should be saving my dad, not stuffing your face with food!’

The moment Hugo started hitting Graham, the ladies had secretly hoped Evan would step in, take responsibility, and shield Graham like a man.

Instead, he let them down.

Evan only cared about his food, and it was as if the world around him didn’t exist.

Hugo sneered again. “Remember what I said before we came, lads? I’m slapping Graham, and so are you, or you’re getting it! Got it?”

The men grinned darkly and stepped closer.

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