Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2479

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2479

Meet that Della? Malcolm whipped around to fix him with an incredulous stare, waiting for what Matthew had to say next.

"She asked for you specifically. And don't try anything," his brother warned him.

"Try anything"? He wasn't as cruel as his merciless little brother who would do anything and everything in order to achieve his goals.

"Is it about the partnership?" Malcolm asked.

There was no other reason why Matthew would allow him to go meet Della.

"Yes. As long as you get her to agree to cooperate with us, our company will expand by miles and miles. So you absolutely have to get her on board, alright?" Matthew suddenly softened, clutching Malcolm's arm tightly as he pleaded.

So he does care about the company's future! This newfound revelation comforted Malcolm somewhat.

Later, the three of them gathered at a fancy Western restaurant.

"Ms. Duff, this is my elder brother and the owner of our company," Matthew politely introduced them to each other over the dinner table.

She slowly lifted her head to stare at Malcolm, nodding silently in acknowledgment.

"Hello, Ms. Duff." Malcolm reached his right hand out.

"Hello," she replied, shaking his hand.

At least she has manners. He faintly smiled as he glanced over the woman in front of him. Beside him, Matthew's mouth fell open. He had never once seen Della smile since the first time he met her. It seemed there was much more to their relationship than it appeared on the surface.

"Right. Mr. Matthew, I need to have this conversation with Malcolm alone, so I'd appreciate it if you left us for a while," Della said, turning her attention to him.

Is she chasing me away? What the hell! I'd been the one who set up this meeting between them!

"Of course. I'll be in the washroom if you need me." With a stony expression, he got up from his chair and made a beeline for the restaurant's washroom.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Lancaster. Larry sent me," Della cut straight to the chase.

Malcolm merely smiled and didn't say anything. He'd long guessed that this had been Larry's idea.

She picked up her phone and dialed someone's number, speaking curtly into the receiver, "Your friend is right in front of me. Talk to him." She then handed the phone to him. He knew what she was doing, and played along.

After being in the business sector for a while, you eventually develop a sort of silent understanding with other businesspeople. In other words, Della wanted him to prove his identity. "Mr. Lancaster, it's me, Larry," the man on the other side immediately greeted.

Malcolm's voice shook as he told Larry gratefully, "Mr. Norton, how are you doing? I'm very thankful that you've been keeping me in your thoughts all this while."

"I'm fine, Mr. Lancaster. Don't worry about me," Larry reassured him. "I've asked Della to come and rescue you, so don't be scared."

The two of them exchanged a few more simple sentences before Malcolm handed the phone back to Della, who ended the call.

"Keep it brief; what is Matthew's objective? To force you off your high position and take control of the company? Or to kill you?" Della had never been a fan of beating around the bush.

"Both," he answered in a low voice.

If it weren't for her fierce requests to meet up with him, his little brother would have had him buried six feet under a long time ago.

"Do you have a plan?" she inquired.

"He's completely taken control of me and the company, as well as ruined my reputation."

Not many people believed that Malcolm would have done such horrible things for his own profit, but there were also some out there who believed that there wouldn't be smoke without a fire. "Alright. Leave everything up to me," she nodded, picking up a piece of meat and savoring it deliciously.

Out of nowhere, Matthew suddenly appeared by their tableside. "How are things getting along with my brother, Ms. Duff?"