Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2747

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2747

Why Is She Not Angry

"How can she do this? That's extremely rude!"

"That's right. Despite owning a bookstore, she's not cultured at all."

A commotion broke out amongst the crowd again.

After collecting herself, Joan walked up to Lucinda and asked gently, "What do you want?"

That's funny? Why isn't she angry?

Logically, she should be slapping me by now, tearing my clothes, or even my hair out. As Lucinda gave Joan a puzzled look, she wondered if her actions were not dramatic enough to test Joan's patience.

"Joan, how can you do this? How dare you threaten me over something as trivial as a bra. Everyone, be my judge! She just threatened me. Do you think just because you are rich and powerful, you are allowed to bully me?" Looking around at the surrounding crowd, Lucinda yelled on purpose. Her words only served to rile up the crowd further.

What a pain in the ass! Taking a deep breath, frustration began to build within Joan.

"Let me advise you to end this quickly. Or else, I'll do more than just threatening you!"

Joan voice was so fierce that it struck fear into Lucinda, causing her to tremble and her eyes to be filled with terror.

"Do you not dare to tell the truth?" Joan continued to question mischievously. She wouldn't harm anyone else but it didn't mean that she was a pushover.

"If you stop now, I'll pretend that this never happened..."

"No! We have to get to the bottom of this!" Suddenly, Jessica interrupted Joan.

After giving it some thought, Lucinda decided to back off.

Although money was important to her, she didn't want to risk offending Larry. Furthermore, after putting on such a dramatic performance, she had considered her job almost done. "Erm, actually, I don't really like that bra..." she stuttered.

"No! You liked it very much!" Jessica interrupted her in a domineering tone.

"Hey! There's a discount galore here! Come and take a look before it's all gone!" Suddenly, a sales attendant from a clothing store nearby yelled.

In a blink of an eye, the crowd surrounding them quickly dispersed and headed to the store instead.

In the midst of the confusion, Lucinda slipped away.

"Where did she go?" Jessica scanned her surroundings.

"Forget it, let's go." Joan pulled her along as they left.

Along the way, both of them looked out the window as if they were deep in thought.

"Joan, why didn't you let me question her further?" Jessica turned around and gave Joan a puzzled look.

"No reason. She was just doing the bidding of someone else," Joan replied in a nonchalant tone.

Jessica shook her head and sighed. Of course, she knew that Lucinda was just a pawn. She just wanted to replace out who the mastermind was.

"Joan, you will suffer by letting her go." Jessica sounded worried.

"It's alright, I just need to be more careful next time."

Joan didn't want to know who the mastermind was. In other words, she was running away from all the schemes and traps, as she didn't want to face the enemy that was trying to hurt her. Despite feeling frustrated by Joan's words and behavior, there was nothing more Jessica could say.

Jessica went off after sending Joan home.

Just as expected, the incident was splashed across the tabloid headlines the next day: Ex-wife of Norton Corporation president fights for a bra, Joan Watts the despicable...

One after another, the headlines got increasingly shocking while the contents were equally preposterous.

Meanwhile, Joan was still lying in her bed with her eyes closed, enjoying the warmth from the sun shining through the window onto her face. She was oblivious to the news that was being spread outside.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door desperately. With an exasperated expression, Joan turned around and covered her head with her blanket.