Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2615

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2615

Jake could not take her impetration anymore, so he walked out of the cafe without another word.

Did he really fall for Faye? Sorrow overshadowed her face as Delilah watched him leave. She badly wanted him and Joan to patch things up, but judging from his reaction, there was little hope.

She sat in the cafe alone as she browsed through her contact list.

Soon, Jessica arrived.

"Anything, Ms. Young?" Jessica asked after she reached.

"I just feel like treating you to a cup of coffee."

Really? Jessica surveyed her face, thinking there must be more to it.

Delilah was not someone who liked hanging out. She must be here to ask for help.

"Ms. Young, we're no strangers, so there's no need to beat around the bush. You may just be frank with me." Jessica shot her an assuring smile.

"How's Larry recently?"

"Larry? He's good." Jessica was bewildered that was Delilah's first question.

"But I heard Della's back?"

Jessica paused for a moment and quickly recollected herself.

"Yes, she's back, but they're just business partners."

"What about in the future?" Delilah continued asking.

In the future? Even Jessica could not give her a definite answer. She shunned Delilah's scrutinizing gaze and took up her cup, trying to cover up her nervousness.

"Are you not gonna be honest with me?" Delilah smacked the table and raised her voice.

Is this why Larry has not been home these days? Is he "working" with Della? Delilah's heart was brimming with disgruntlement. Since Jessica could not give her an answer, she left soon after without the slightest idea of what Larry was facing over at Norton Corporation.

"Larry, want to grab a meal together?" Over at the company, Della asked Larry out.

"You go ahead. I still have some things I need to look into," Larry turned her down without even looking up.

A smile played on Della's lips as she watched him work assiduously. This is why I like you.

"Larry!" Caspian barged in and exclaimed.

"What's up?"

"Ms. Young's here."

Larry got on his feet and went out of his office.

"What brings you here, Ms. Young?" he asked, ushering her into the room.

"I'm here to see for myself what you're busying yourself with," Delilah said, walking right into his office.

"I packed your meal. Here it is." She put down the lunch box in her hand after she got it.

"Oh! I didn't know there's another person. I'm sorry I only packed a meal for one." Delilah glared at Della from the corner of her eyes acrimoniously.

"How do you do, Ms. Young?" Della greeted her politely.

"I'm not good. My back sores lately," Delilah answered impatiently.

Looking at the two women, an imminent sense of foreboding descended upon Caspian.

Is she here to create a scene? He took a step back and nudged Larry on the arm, hinting to him that things were about to get ugly.

Larry already knew what Delilah was thinking. He wanted to explain everything to her, but she did not even give him a chance.

"Actually, you don't need to come all the way to send me a meal. I can well..."

"What are you gonna do? Joan made this herself!" Delilah interrupted him.

There was nothing Larry could say now that Delilah mentioned Joan.

"I hope I didn't disturb you and Ms. Duff," Delilah continued.

"Of course not, Ms. Young. Why would you say so?" Della asked.