Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 1516

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1516

After the two exchanged numbers, Carl got into the driver's car with his help. He then waved at Joan before the car sped off.

Watching the distant car, Joan was still worried. As she hailed a cab, she planned to tell Larry about the incident once she reached home.

Meanwhile, Carl dropped the act the moment the car sped off. He stretched and crowed, "She's definitely fooled. I'm sure she'll visit me in the hospital soon." Then, he turned to look at the driver. "Your driving skills aren't that great, are they? You nearly clipped me earlier and frightened the living daylights out of me."

The driver sneered. "If I don't make it look more realistic, Joan won't believe you. Honestly, your acting was superb. I thought I actually hit you."

"Ha! It's just like what you've said earlier. If I didn't make it look more genuine, how would Joan fall for the trick? Let's go to the hospital. We'll take a photo of Joan visiting me in the hospital before we proceed to the next step of the plan."

The two then laughed in unison.

Everything that happened earlier had merely been part of Carl's plan.

He was worried about Joan's indifference toward him.

That was why he came up with this plan and found someone to work with him in faking the accident earlier. The man pretended to lose control of his vehicle, almost crashing into Joan. Carl then swooped in to save her in the nick of time and feigned his injury.

Although it was not as dramatic as movies, Carl had still saved Joan. Because of that, Joan would definitely have a better impression of him.

With that, things would be smooth-sailing for them from then on.

When Joan reached home, she plopped herself onto the couch and begin mulling over what happened earlier.

"You're back. How's work?" Larry was focused on his own work, so he barely noticed what Joan was doing.

Similarly distracted, Joan was lost in her thoughts and did not hear Larry's words.

When he realized her lack of response, he raised his head to notice her strange behavior.

"What's wrong, Joan? Did something happen?" Larry asked.

Her miserable look was making him upset as well.

It was then that she came back to her senses. Worriedly, she mumbled, "Something happened earlier when I was negotiating with a client. A car nearly crashed into me, and my client saved me. However, the car grazed him. Now, the driver is sending him to the hospital, and I don't know how he is doing."

"Really?"

Larry's heart skipped a beat when he heard her. Thank god nothing happened to Joan. Otherwise, I don't know what I would do.

"Is your client badly injured? Was he able to stand up? Was there blood on the ground?" Larry calmly asked.

"He lay on the ground for a while, then I helped him up. There wasn't any blood on the ground, and he could walk by himself. I think he should be fine," Joan responded as she recalled the scene. "That's good to hear. It means he wasn't hurt terribly. He should be fine after getting checked by a doctor," Larry consoled.

"Yes. I've asked for his contact details. I'll call him later to check on him."

Joan sighed. "How am I going to repay the favor? He was hurt because of me."

"I'll take you to visit him after the result of his checkup is out."

With his hands on her shoulders, he queried, "By the way, what's his name?"

"Cory Jefferson. He came to the office to wait for me to get off work and talk about a contract. He's really a gentleman."

As he was now her savior, Joan could not help but shower "Cory" with praises