Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2199

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2199

If it's that urgent, why aren't you helping us? Displeasure flashed across Delilah's face.

"Joan, how do you feel? You can take a break if you're tired," Delilah whispered, her concern for Joan evident.

There was no way Joan would leave Delilah working alone here.

"Don't worry, Ms. Young. I'm fine," she murmured.

She was actually feeling unwell, but she forced herself to keep going.

Seeing how pale Joan was, Noelle grew increasingly excited.

"Here, take this. Don't touch the other pots." Delilah took Joan to an area full of small plants.

Joan took two pots and strode toward the exit. Before she could place the pots in the vehicle, however, Noelle stretched her leg out deliberately.

"Ah!"

Smash!

Joan tripped over and the pots fell to the ground before crashing into pieces.

"Joan!" Delilah yelled and dashed over to her.

"Oh my, why are you so careless?" Noelle chuckled sarcastically.

"How dare you? You were the one who did this to her!" Delilah retorted angrily.

Damn you, old woman. How dare you yell at me? Do you have a death wish? A cruel glint flickered in Noelle's eyes.

"Come, stand up. Are you alright? Let me take a look."

"I'm fine. I can get back to work," Joan returned softly as she patted the dust off her.

The truth, however, was far from it, for it must've hurt a lot when she had toppled to the ground.

"Stop working. Go back home and prepare dinner. Larry and Lucius will be home soon," Delilah shooed her out.

"Hey, that won't do. We're in a hurry here. She needs to continue working," retorted Noelle.

I want to see that b*tch hurt herself and suffer! Serves her right for seducing other men.

"If it's so urgent, you should help us then. Otherwise, shut the f*ck up." Delilah couldn't be bothered being nice anymore. She turned to Joan and shoved her out. "Alright, it's going to get dark soon. Lucius will be coming home in a while."

"Hey, Ms. Young. You can't do this. Our company is more important!" Noelle yelled behind them.

"Ms. Young, I should stay and help. Noelle might make things difficult for you," mumbled Joan in concern.

"It's fine. I'm older than her, so there's nothing to be afraid of. Don't worry," Delilah assured her. "Besides, I can complain about her and cause her to lose her job easily, but I didn't want to go that far. Come, let's go."

Joan accepted Delilah's explanation and went home. She believed that the elder woman was capable enough of doing what she wanted.

"Ms. Young, this is too much. I'm waiting for you to load all the pots. Why did you let her leave?" Noelle complained.

Delilah sneered inwardly. Does she think no one knows what she's trying to do? Ha!

"I work alone. If it's urgent, call your superior to send someone over to help," she answered coolly.

Noelle was livid.

Is she crazy? How can she say that? Does she want to lose this job?

"Ms. Young, I have full respect for you, but you've gone overboard today," she retorted rudely.

Indeed, Delilah had acted out of line, but it was because of what Noelle had done. After all, Noelle had childishly tried to make things difficult for someone else using work as an excuse. Delilah wondered why a person like her was hired in the first place.