All Chapters of Sorry, Too Late: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"What? Simple?" Artemisia's eyes went wide in disbelief when she heard Evan's words.She had been studying this incomplete formula ever since she'd been overseas, working on it for days and nights. Yet, she still had no clue how to fix it. And now Evan said it was an easy fix?"To make matters worse, there are so many mistakes. Is this all you could do after spending so much time on it? What in heaven's name have you been studying? How pathetic!" Evan said in condescension.Artemisia felt her heart hit the floor. She'd been going down the wrong path all this time?"You're not even a real doctor! So, what right do you have to stand there and tear me down, huh? If you're so clever, then prove it! Show me exactly where I went wrong!" Her cheeks burned as she shot back, her voice tinged with fury and humiliation.She was a prodigy, a medical PhD holder who had published over a dozen papers in The Lancet. Yet, some hack was dismissing her work as worthless? This was pure humiliation.

"Ms. Stanton? Are you referring to Ivana Stanton?"Roxanne didn't know Sylvie, but her mind immediately jumped to Ivana when she heard Artemisia ask about a certain "Ms. Stanton"."It's nothing." Artemisia shut her mouth, but a storm was raging within her.They were still in the divorce cooling-off period, yet Evan had already gotten himself a fiancee. Something must've gone wrong. Hazel was being a complete fool.Artemisia reminded her, saying, "Roxanne, I really think you should figure out what Mr. Norwood truly wants before jumping to conclusions. You shouldn't make decisions on his behalf.""Huh? What do you mean? This is what he wants!" Roxanne replied, her eyes wide in disbelief.From their perspective, Evan would soon grovel before them. The divorce cooling-off period was just their warning for him to be obedient."What if Mr. Norwood has someone new in his life?" Artemisia suggested cautiously."He wouldn't dare!" Roxanne glared fiercely. "He won't touch another woman a

The men's faces fell. Graham was infamous in this part of town. A dinner invitation? That guy always gave Hugo a wide berth.Someone said, "Something's wrong with that dinner."Hugo narrowed his eyes.One of the men blurted, "I've heard some rumors, sir. The Goldens are getting chummy with the Queen of Finance lately. That could be why."Another backed up the story, "Yeah, same here. Ms. Stanton even called Graham just to thank him.""What?" The news stripped Hugo of his composure. Though he worked in the underworld, Ivana's reputation still reached him. People like her were way beyond his league.Yet Graham managed to get in touch, and Ivana even thanked him personally. That meant they were close. Still, rumors were rumors. That gave Hugo time to verify."Find out the whole story!" For the first time that night, unease crept into his chest. He shoved aside the women he'd been entertaining and strode out of the room.Hugo had a decent information network, and he received confir

Hugo arrived with nearly three dozen men, each one burly and radiating the aura of a predator. Now the spacious room was nearly packed to the brim."Sorry for the crowd, Mr. Golden. I hope this place is big enough for them." Hugo put on a fake smile.The air turned heavier, tenser. A mountain of pressure piled onto Graham and the others. Nervous, Anya gulped.Hugo Wells wasn't the ruler of the underworld for nothing. His aura alone was enough to terrify those who weren't brave enough. Graham, however, was fearless. He matched Hugo's force."Of course, Mr. Wells. This place can house an army." In other words, not even an army of Hugo's men scared Graham.That single line ignited Hugo's subordinates. They threatened to beat him up."The fuck was that, Graham? You don't talk like that to my dad, you maggot!""Yeah! You want to get slapped again?"Hugo raised his hand and stopped his men. His eyes rested on Evan. "The Norwoods' abandoned boy. Why'd you invite him, Graham?"Though

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 cra