Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2815

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2815

"It's okay, he'll replace me eventually," Joan replied with a smile. Moments later, she lowered her face, feeling downcast.

Larry, when will you ever replace me?

In a short distance away, Jake was in his car calmly observing everything that was happening by the seaside.

"Mr. Wilson, we can actually lock Joan up in the villa," Ted proposed.

"No need," Jake cleared his throat and said in a sorrowful tone.

He knew that Joan would resent such an act. Reflecting on his past, he had done many things which hurt Joan. Therefore, he made a decision to respect her this time. Ted could not understand why Jake had been so passive in this matter, but he was affirmative that Jake would never do something unreasonable or ridiculous.

After spending some time at the beach, Jake drove back to his office.

Meanwhile, at Norton Corporation, Jessica was sprawled on the sofa, snoring.

Looking at her frustratingly, Larry shook his head and could feel his headache coming on.

What's up with this b***h for drinking so much last night? And Caspian has to fall sick at such a critical time!

"Ugh..."

The woman on the sofa kicked her shoes off and stretched herself.

"One more, quick! Bottoms up, man, stop being a wimp," Jessica raised her right hand and asked for a toast in her sleep.

Talking in her sleep again... Larry smoothed his shirt and left the office.

He must have missed Joan so much that he drove to the beach subconsciously. Gazing at the vast sea before him, he took a deep breath as tears welled up in his eyes. This is the place where Joan went missing.

Furrowing his brows, Larry clenched his fists, looking rather fierce. Fatigued by overworking recently, he lay on the sandy beach and closed his eyes, in an attempt to relax. There were a few seagulls chasing each other upon the shore. Their unison growls were surprisingly melodious.

Larry had been resting for some time when someone blocked the sun shining down on him.

"How long do you plan to stay here?" Della asked sweetly, holding an umbrella.

What is she doing here? Ignoring her, Larry rolled over.

Della could tell that he was still mad at her. He must have conjectured that I'm involved in Joan's disappearance. Feeling aggrieved, Della stated, “Let's go back, Larry. Stop looking for her, you'll never be able to replace her."

"What nonsense!" he roared at her and blew a fuse. Burying his head in his knees, he was desperate to filter out all the negativity from Della.

Joan's not dead. I'm sure she's still alive!

"It's been so long, Larry. Wake up, please! If she's still around, why didn't she look for you?"

"Shut up!" he cut her off. She has the cheek to bring this up? If it weren't for her, Joan wouldn't have brought this predicament upon herself. If it weren't for her doing, Joan's whereabouts wouldn't be a mystery. All of these are caused by her.

"Get lost, I don't want to see your face." He waved his hand, requesting for her to leave.

However, Della would never give up so easily, especially when there was a golden chance to be alone with Larry. It was a challenge to get rid of Joan, Della would not let anything deter her from sticking with Larry.

"No, Larry, I want to keep you company!" she declared loudly.

Your presence is not appreciated! Larry propped himself up and stood in front of her, vexed, "Get the hell out of my sight as far as possible! Della, I tolerated you out of respect for your father. However, from today onwards, I won't budge an inch!"

So, he was being a gentleman all along because of my father. Della sneered with her eyes filled with contempt.