Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2568

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2568

"Let me warn you, Dustin. I don't care what you're trying to do, but if you ever hurt Joan, I'll rip you into pieces." Larry hung up on the man.

Dustin was still holding the phone next to his ear. The atmosphere was tensed and unsettling. Thank God nothing terrible happened to the photography studio staff, or else I'll be imprisoned.

Later, Jory reminded him over the phone. "Dustin, be careful not to go overboard."

"I got it. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." The man ended the call.

In a secluded corner, two men were whispering to each other in a panic.

"I never expected things to end up this way," a man said hastily.

"Take this sum of money and pay for his medical fees. Move overseas after settling this issue. Don't stay here anymore," Dustin ordered.

Money was power. One could make another do anything he wanted with money. This saying had been proven true all the time.

Soon, the staff had recovered, and the photography studio was handed over to Joan smoothly.

"Mrs. Norton, this photography studio is now yours. You can do whatever you want with it," the manager said with a grin beside her.

Initially, Joan didn't want to take over this business. However, Larry kept persuading her to go for it, and she had plenty of free time every day. In the end, she accepted it reluctantly. "Come over here, everyone. Let me introduce this lady. This is Ms. Joan Watts, and she'll be the new owner from today onward..."

The announcement was greeted by rapturous applause.

Their enthusiasm lifted Joan's mood. A warm smile spread across her face.

"Ms. Watts, from now on, you'll be our head. Let us know if you need anything at all."

"Yes, Ms. Watts. What would you like to drink? Coffee or tea?"

A few staffs gathered around her and made jokes casually. None of them was uptight in her presence.

"What are you doing? How can you speak to our leader like that?" Suddenly, a supervisor marched over to them.

"It's alright. We're getting on well with each other, and I think this is great. Just relax. By the way, I'm not familiar with photography yet..."

Her humble attitude made everyone grow fond of her.

"Ms. Watts, here is your coffee." The supervisor looked up at her with a grin.

"Thank you." Taking the cup of coffee, the woman nodded politely before she turned around and left.

She always had a distaste for bootlickers.

Nevertheless, Dustin wasn't informed that Joan had become the new owner of the photography studio. As usual, he stirred up all kinds of troubles.

"What's going on?" Joan asked, trotting into the lobby.

The window of the photography studio had been broken, and the office was in a terrible mess. Glancing helplessly around the office, the staffs was tongue-tied and hung their heads. "Who did this?" she questioned.

"Ms. Watts, it's already like this when we came in this morning," a staff answered in a low voice.

"Have you guys offended anyone before?" the woman asked again.

"No, no. Ms. Watts, we've always been cautious and dedicated. Not once did we offend people," another staff clarified promptly.

"Have you checked the surveillance footage?" she inquired.

"The surveillance footage has been destroyed."

It seems like someone has it all planned out. In an instant, uneasiness washed over her.

"Okay, don't fret. Let's tidy up the office. I'll look into this matter." Joan then began cleaning up the floor.

Now that I'm the owner of this place, I have to take up my responsibility.

Later, a young woman approached her and asked, "Ms. Watts, what should we do next?"

What else should we do? Just keep the business running. Standing up, Joan looked doubtfully at the young woman.

The latter reminded, "We don't even have a single client with us. Another photography studio poached all our clients."