Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2571

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2571

"Why are you here? Are you feeling better now?" Joan asked with concern.

"I'm doing great. I heard that you opened a photography studio, so I came to check it out," Dustin said.

"I didn't open it, but took over this business from someone else," she explained with embarrassment.

"Can you cope with the work alone?" he asked.

"What are you talking about? Aren't we with her?" a photographer yelled.

"I have a team," Joan swiftly comforted him.

Yes, a team which is going to disband soon. Glancing around, Dustin found the place familiar, since everything remained unchanged. He had been here before, but the former owner looked down on him. "What brings you here?" Joan asked in bewilderment.

"Nothing. It's just that I've not seen you for a long while, so I'm here to see you," he said while rubbing his hands together.

Beside her, two women's prying eyes landed on him. Noticing their reactions, Joan quickly ushered Dustin into her office.

"I heard that something happened to the photography studio before."

"Yes, I've already lodged a police report, but the cops have yet to replace out anything," the woman replied.

They're definitely not going to replace anything, because I've covered it up perfectly.

"Joan, are you tired? If you don't mind, I can come and help you out," he asked tentatively.

"Not really, I'm not tired," she answered lightly. I want nothing to do with this man.

"What I mean is..."

"Don't worry, Dustin. I'm alright. Besides, Larry will give me a hand." Joan interrupted him in mid-sentence.

Great! She relies on Larry so much!

The two chatted away idly, and the atmosphere was rather cringeworthy.

"Okay. If you face any problem, you can call me. I'm quite knowledgeable about this," the man said.

"Okay," she replied half-heartedly.

In fact, Dustin himself knew full well that she would never ask for his help, no matter how severe her problem was.

Finally, much to her relief, the man left the photography studio.

"Ms. Watts, who's that?" An assistant came over and asked inquisitively.

"He's a friend of mine," she answered nonchalantly.

"May I have his contact number?" the assistant asked bashfully, with her head bowed.

Joan lifted her head and said with a smile. "Of course. I wish you success."

After leaving the photography studio, Dustin lingered in a corner nearby in a dilemma, devising a meticulous scheme. Nonetheless, it seemed like he couldn't bear to do it.

"What would you like to do?" a ferocious-looking fellow beside him asked.

Standing on a stony pathway, he hesitated silently for a long time.

Sometimes, he couldn't do things as he pleased, especially when his beloved woman was involved.

Finally, Dustin spoke, "Put everything on hold first."

"Mr. Silverman, if you wait any longer, the photography studio might never be yours," the man urged.

"Previously, its business stopped growing, but a woman named Joan Watts took over it, and the photography studio is flourishing. If we do nothing about it, I'm afraid..." the man continued reminding him.

As a man, he was supposed to focus on his career. Yet, he cared more about Joan. Otherwise, he wouldn't have returned from overseas.

"You may go now. I'll contact you again." Dustin took out a cigarette.

Previously, between his career and love, Dustin would've chosen the latter without a second thought. But now he needed to mull things over before deciding.

If he chose his career, he would lose Joan. However, if he decided to support her, not only would he lose his career, but he might never win her heart too.