Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2765

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2765

We Are Ready

"Go and check if Lucinda had contacted Joan recently." Rage boiled in Della as she gritted her teeth, thinking of Lucinda.

Lucinda, luckily you're smart enough to know not to expose me as the mastermind of this scheme against Joan. Otherwise, I'll definitely make you pay for it.

She strode to the window and stared outside with a ferocious look on her face. My, oh, my, Joan, I certainly did not expect you to do such a trick! Looks like I've underestimated you.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang.

"Ms. Duff, we are ready," a man said in a menacing voice.

"No. Don't do anything until I give you the instruction to do so." With that, she hung up the phone.

The previous incident had just ended, so she needed to pause the plan for a while and let Joan have a breather. I don't want to push her too far for now, or else she might take drastic actions on me as a requital.

After the incident regarding the bra was clarified, at last, Joan could go out in public without any harassment from random people on the streets.

When Joan reached home, Delilah immediately rushed to her, concerned. "How's it? Is it over now?"

"Don't worry, Ms. Young. Everything is settled now," Joan said reassuringly, giving her the peace sign.

A satisfied grin surfaced on Delilah's face. Nothing else matters as long as she's safe.

"Where is Larry?" Joan looked around, searching for her lover. It seems as though I haven't seen him for quite a while. I wonder what he's up to lately.

"He's gone on a business trip," Delilah replied.

Business trip? When did he leave? No wonder I didn't see him in the past few days. I thought he had been busy with work in the office, but it turns out that he's already gone on a business trip. Joan pouted, upset that he did not tell her he would be away.

Delilah cast a sideways glance at her and chuckled in amusement. "Well, don't be angry with him. I was the one who asked him not to tell you about it."

Fine, I believe Ms. Young has her reasons for that. Joan nodded in response, and Delilah went to the kitchen to set up the table for dinner.

"Mom!" Lucius called out of the blue and threw himself into her arms. "Dad asked me to tell you that he was on a business trip."

Upon hearing the sincerity in his voice, her anger disappeared in an instant.

I'm so glad to have a child like Lucius.

She broke into a smile and ran her fingers through his hair.

"Mom, don't blame Dad," he pleaded.

"Why would I blame him? You've explained to me just now."

Standing in the kitchen, Delilah saw the sweet interaction between the mother-son duo and smiled contentedly.

"Mom." Suddenly, a grim look crept upon Lucius's face.

Hearing him calling, Joan turned around and looked at him. "Hmm? What is it?"

"My friend said you snatched someone else's things in the mall." He lowered his head and bit his lip.

How did he know about it? Panic started to rise in her.

"Lucius, listen to mommy. What your friend said is false. It was just a misunderstanding. If you don't believe me, you can go online and read today's news." As she spoke, she took the tablet from the couch and gave it to him. Soon, a video clip appeared on the screen.

It was a video about Lucinda clarifying the incident.

After the video ended, he jumped around in the room and cheered. "I knew it! Mom will definitely not do something like that."

Of course. Why would I do that? Joan sighed.

Just then, a tantalizing fragrance of food and a familiar voice came from the dining room. "It's time for dinner."

Lucius immediately ran there and exclaimed, "Wow, Grandma! You're incredible! Why did you prepare so many dishes today?"

Joan followed him in and sat down, picking up a few pieces of shrimp. "Come, Lucius. Try this shrimp. Grandma cooked this specially for you."