Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2762

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2762

I Am Looking For Someone

"What did you just say? Room 7? Did you say that Lucinda Xenos is in Room 7?" Dustin swiftly echoed, his expression taut with anxiety.

"No, not Room 7! It's Room 4!" Joan hastily corrected him.

"Room 4? Okay, I got it!" After saying that, Dustin hung up the phone and marched toward Room 4.

In Room 4, several men and women were talking boisterously. A hedonistic atmosphere hung in the air.

"Here, have some wine, sir!"

"Try this bottle of wine, sir! This is a new wine here!"

"Here, I'll toast you, Lucinda!" A bald man abruptly stood up. Picking up two glasses of wine, he handed one of them to Lucinda across from him.

Having a high alcohol tolerance, Lucinda had always been able to hold her liquor. Thus, she was still very much sober despite having drunk three bottles of wine by then.

"I've already drunk a lot, Mr. Lowell," Lucinda declined. In truth, she knew that she wouldn't be able to turn it down, so she was merely putting on an act.

"Hey, how could you say that, Ms. Xenos? Did you drink more than me? No, right? Here, drink it!" The bald man thrust the wine glass at her lips.

When the few hostesses at the side saw that, they instinctively shuddered, their expressions fearful.

"Okay, since you've said as much, Mr. Lowell, I'll take up the challenge!" After saying that, Lucinda guzzled the wine.

Bang! The door to the private room was suddenly kicked open.

"Who did that?" The bald man's expression was exceedingly aggrieved as he shielded his eyes from the glaring light that shone in with a hand. "Me!" Dustin declared coldly.

Who is he? Surprised, Lucinda stared at the man at the door suspiciously.

"Who are you? And why did you barge in?" The bald man slowly got up and strutted over to Dustin with a murderous look in his eyes.

"I'm looking for someone," Dustin answered bluntly. Like Joan, he had never been fond of beating around the bush. Instead, he spoke his mind and did whatever he pleased. "Who are you looking for? Don't tell me you're looking for your wife?" the bald man derided, triggering a round of raucous laughter at once.

At that, Dustin suppressed the urge to step forward and punch him in the face.

"Lucinda Xenos!"

The moment those two words rolled off Dustin's tongue, the bald man scratched his head and swung his gaze at Lucinda, who was a stone's throw away.

"I don't think we're acquainted, mister. Is something the matter that you're looking for me?" Lucinda questioned disdainfully while walking over to Dustin. Yes, she indeed doesn't know me. However, I know her!

"How forgetful you are, Lucinda Xenos! Have you forgotten about me so quickly?" Dustin demanded suggestively after casting a glance at the bald man at the side. Huh? What did he mean by that? Lucinda's guard instantly went up upon hearing that. I've never even seen him before, okay? What exactly is he trying to do here? "What's the meaning of this, Lucinda Xenos?" The bald man turned vicious.

At Dustin's manipulation, only he and Lucinda remained in Room 4 in the nightclub at long last. Plopping down onto the sofa, Lucinda lit a cigarette. "Well? Why did you seek me out?" she demanded, cutting straight to the chase with a contemptuous expression.

However, Dustin didn't say anything. Sitting down on another sofa, he then tilted his head and stared at the room of the private room as though waiting for someone to arrive.

"Spit it out!" Lucinda grew anxious and vexed at his lack of response.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Dustin scoffed, throwing her a look.

Damn it! How dare he speak to me in such a manner? Incensed, Lucinda sprang to her feet and stalked to the door.

"Get back here!" As Dustin said that, he dragged her back and tossed her onto the sofa at the side. "A word of warning from me-you can either do it the easy way or the hard way!" His ruthless voice had Lucinda quivering on the sofa.

Shortly after, Joan arrived.

The private room was dimly lit, so Lucinda couldn't see her countenance clearly when she stepped into the room. Without even lifting her head, she blurted, "Who are you?"