All Chapters of SORRY MR. CROWNELL YOU'RE TOO LATE : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Lily"That's not possible," I whispered, though even as the words left my mouth just as uncomfortable fragments began clicking into place. Rachelle's sudden bravery at the warehouse. The livestream that had conveniently captured everything needed to destroy Marcus. The way she'd guided me into that bathroom during the guards' attack, insisting we hide together while chaos erupted mere feet away.Has any of it been genuine? The more I thought about it, the more confused I got and I hated to think that this was how everything else was going to be. No matter how much I intended to keep everything under wraps, it still found a way to get back at me in many folds."She saved us," I said slowly with disbelief and betrayal warring violently in my chest. "She held Marcus at gunpoint as she recorded his confession.""Or she made sure the right confession got recorded," Norman said grimly, having stepped closer to listen once Chaise relayed the message. "Think about it, Lily. Marcus's downfall

ChaiseThe room spun slightly, my hand finding the doorframe for balance as decades of grief and certainty crumbled beneath a single, impossible sentence."You're lying," I said, though the words came out hoarse, unconvincing even to my own ears. "My mother died in a car accident, I identified her body. I stood at her grave.""You identified what Marcus told you to identify," she said, stepping closer despite Tyron's hand hovering near his weapon. "A closed casket, a story fed to a grieving sixteen-year-old boy who had no reason to question his own father.""Why would he lie about something like that?" Norman demanded, though his voice had lost its earlier certainty, uncertainty creeping into every word."Because I discovered what he was doing," she said, her eyes never leaving mine. "Siphoning funds from the Wafia estate through falsified partnerships, manipulating the real Mrs. Wafia's trust in him for years before she died. I confronted him. I threatened to expose everything." He

ChaiseThe words blurred slightly before my eyes, rage and terror colliding with such force that for a moment I couldn't process anything beyond the sheer, suffocating weight of them.Both girls now."Both?" Norman said sharply, reading over my shoulder. "Chaise, that means…""Ryan has both children," I said, forcing the words out despite the way my throat had gone tight and raw. "My newborn daughter and the one I never knew existed.""That's impossible," Lily said, her voice cracking as her arms tightened protectively around the baby still sleeping against her chest. "She's right here, Chaise. She's safe."I turned toward her, relief crashing through the horror for one brief, disorienting second before Reed's sharp intake of breath cut through the room."Unless he means someone else entirely," Reed said slowly, dread deepening every syllable. "Lily, has your daughter been alone at any point tonight? Even for a moment?"My blood ran cold as understanding crashed down all at once. T

Lily"That's not possible," I whispered, staring at Marcus Crownell standing calmly in the doorway, dressed in the same suit he'd been arrested in hours earlier, a gun held loosely but confidently in his grip. "You're supposed to be in federal custody.""Bail," Marcus said simply, stepping further into the chambers, his eyes sweeping across the room with cold calculation. "Wonderful thing, when you have enough money and the right lawyers waiting the moment charges are filed.""You should still be processing," Chaise said, disbelief and fury warring across his face. "Federal kidnapping charges don't just disappear overnight.""They don't disappear," Marcus agreed. "They simply get delayed, buried beneath enough paperwork and technicalities to buy a few hours of freedom. Which was exactly enough time to make my way here."My heart pounded violently as I registered the way Ryan's expression shifted, wariness flickering behind his earlier confidence. Whatever alliance existed between th

Chaise"A twin sister," I repeated, the words feeling foreign and impossible on my tongue. "That's not possible. There's no record of my mother having any siblings at all.""Records can be buried," the agent said grimly. "Marcus claims he discovered her existence years after your mother's death, purely by accident, while investigating a business dispute involving the Wafia estate. Apparently your mother had been separated from her twin at birth, adopted into different families entirely.""Then how does she know Marcus?" Lily asked, shifting Grace gently against her shoulder as the infant stirred restlessly."According to his confession," the agent continued, "he approached her nearly two decades ago, shortly after your mother's death, recognizing an opportunity in her uncanny resemblance. He offered her wealth, security, an entirely new identity in exchange for her cooperation.""Cooperation in what, exactly?" Norman demanded."Impersonating a woman who'd already died," the agent said