All Chapters of Sorry, Too Late: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Rosa still had some paperwork to take care of and missed the entire fiasco. So, she naturally assumed Evan had signed the papers while forcing himself to stay calm.Men cared deeply about their ego and image, especially in a place like a courthouse. Everyone wanted to look composed and carefree after their failed marriages. Hence, no one truly understood the depth of their panic in their hearts.Afterward, Rosa returned to report, saying, "Ms. Solberg, Mr. Solberg has signed the divorce papers."She handed the documents to Hazel.The expressions on the three heiresses' faces sharpened when they saw the documents."How did he react when he signed them?" Roxanne asked.In their minds, Evan shouldn't have dared to sign them at all. He should have been scared witless. That was why they were eager to know how he had acted."He was very calm. I'd even say he was completely indifferent. I even reminded him several times," Rosa replied.Roxanne looked mildly surprised. "He really signe

"Excuse me, Ms. Stanton. May I see your hand?"No one could have imagined that this would be Evan's very first line to Ivana.Sylvie froze on the spot. Ivana was just as stunned, completely at a loss for words."Forgive me." Before Ivana could even respond, Evan reached out and firmly took her hand.Everyone was struck dumb as they never saw his actions coming.William sucked in a sharp breath, staring at Evan in sheer horror. 'Kid, you've got some nerve. Not only are you tricking Sylvie, but you've also dared to put your paws on Ivana? Do you have any idea what you've just done? That is the Queen of Finance!'Ivana herself was shocked. Still, fury surged through her when she finally returned to her senses. She raised her remaining hand in the air, more than ready to slap him silly."Aunt Ivana, don't!" Sylvie cried out urgently. "If he wants to touch your hand, let him!"Her voice cut through the room, steady and resolute."What?" The shock only deepened. Ivana's hand promptl

The violent impact sent her reeling, and for a moment, it felt as if her soul had been ripped free from her body. But at that same instant, Evan's warning flashed vividly through her mind—"You'll face bloodshed. Don't get in a car."A car crash. It happened. Exactly as he had said, and she hadn't believed him.Regret crashed into her all at once.But regret wasn't the only thing flooding her.There was also a deep, helpless attachment to the world she was about to leave behind. She hadn't married, hadn't had children, hadn't honored her parents properly, hadn't upheld her family's legacy…There were too many things she hadn't done yet. She didn't want to die.Just as despair washed over her, a pair of strong arms swept her up and pulled her out of the wreckage, saving her from the blast that followed.Wind roared past her ears. For a moment, she felt as if she were weightless, as if someone had lifted her straight into the air. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw w

Evan's expression hardened. "It's an extremely vicious form of black magic—an evil art that severs a person's fate. Think of it as Death sending you a death notice. When Death decides that you die at midnight, you die at midnight. One way or another… you will die."A sharp chill swept through the room. Ivana's face drained of color, her composure shattering instantly."But that doesn't make sense. I escaped all the previous accidents and assassinations. Even this time, I survived!" Ivana grasped at the last bit of hope she had."That's because you relied on external forces to change the process of death. The Death Writ doesn't vanish after one failed attempt—it stays with you. You didn't change the outcome. You only delayed it." His words fell like stones of ice, plunging the room into a suffocating silence.Ivana's face went ashen as her whole body trembled. 'In other words… It'll keep coming until I die…'The next instant, she grabbed Evan's hand with desperate strength, as if c

"Graham Golden?"Ivana wasn't familiar with the name at all. Someone that low on the ladder simply didn't qualify to be on her radar. But Evan's expression tightened subtly, and she caught it at once. "You know him, kiddo?""Yeah." Evan nodded, expression flat. "He's the father of someone I used to know. But there's nothing between us anymore."He remembered Graham vividly—mostly because among all the relatives and hangers-on around Hazel, Roxanne, and Anya, Graham had been the one who'd looked down on him the most.The man cared only about personal gain; everything he did had to benefit him first. When the Norwood family cast Evan out, Graham had treated him like a stray dog, worthless and disposable.Yet for Anya's sake, he had swallowed his pride and gone to beg Mr. Wells—his sworn enemy. The price? Three vicious slaps across the face.Graham had never forgotten those slaps. He had been waiting for a chance to return them. And he certainly hadn't forgotten who he blamed fo