Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2679

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2679

Ambush

Upon hearing that, Larry froze. Might he have done anything to Della in his drugged state? In an instant, Larry's guard went up.

"Della, did I do anything inappropriate to you last night?" he asked in a hushed tone.

If something really did happen, how was he going to explain to Joan?

Della smiled at him coyly and stood up straight. "Don't you remember what you did last night?"

It was then that Larry realized Della was wearing only a camisole and panties.

Panic began to set in when he saw that he was half-naked himself. With the both of them dressed so scantily, it could only mean one thing.

Larry was still in a daze when someone suddenly started knocking on the door.

He turned to Della with a questioning look. "Who could that be?"

"I have no idea," she replied as she started to panic herself.

Outside the room, a man turned to the hotel staff and ordered him to open the door.

Thankfully, the staff had his principles and rejected him. "Sorry, sir. The room's occupied."

"I know it's occupied. I'm here to give Mr. Norton his clothes!"

The crowd seemed to grow with every second, and soon, the staff had no choice but to give in to their request.

Once the door opened, a group of journalists immediately swarmed into the hotel room and crowded around the unsuspecting Larry and Della.

"Hello, Mr. Norton. What's your relationship with Ms. Duff?"

"Mr. Norton, are you going to marry Ms. Duff?"

"Ms. Duff, when did your relationship with Mr. Norton begin?"

The journalists were relentless as they continued to fire their questions and snapped away.

The sudden turn of events had left Della dumbstruck. She had never expected herself to be caught in public while being so scantily clad. She was so embarrassed that all she wanted to do was to bury her head in the sand.

"Get out of the way! No photos! Stop taking photos!"

Della's assistant suddenly ran toward her and covered her with his coat before dragging her away.

"Ms. Duff, are you okay?" her assistant asked in concern as he continued to observe the situation around them.

Della shook her head weakly. "I'm fine."

Who had gotten the journalists to ambush them? Who could have done something that devious? Suddenly, Della thought of Jake.

Did Jake plan for all this? The more she thought about it, the more furious she got. She knew very well her image in the public eye would be completely ruined after this incident.

"Ms. Duff, shall we head home?" her assistant mumbled.

"No. We're going to M Group."

Della was seething. She wasn't going anywhere else until she had gotten an explanation from Jake.

Meanwhile, in M Group, Jake was casually flipping through magazines when the door to his office was suddenly kicked open.

"Oh my. Ms. Duff? What a surprise." Jake immediately stood to greet her.

"Good job on your performance last night," he added.

Della had had enough of his pretense and went straight to the point. "What on earth are you trying to do, Jake?"

Jake shrugged nonchalantly. "What do you mean? I'm helping you.”

Helping me? Or destroying me?

"You had the journalists ambush us! You think that's helping me?" Della asked as she shot daggers at him.

"What else would it be? Now that the whole world knows about you and Larry, he will have to be responsible for his actions."

Jake smirked as he continued, "If he doesn't take responsibility for it, it wouldn't just be his reputation at stake..."

The more he said, the wider his smirk grew. "So, back to your question. Yes, I'm helping you."

Della walked over to the sofa and sat down, ruminating about what Jake had just said.

She had to admit that he did make a lot of sense.