Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2816

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2816

"Larry!"

Suddenly, Caspian dashed toward him like a cat on hot bricks, but was slightly relieved as soon as he saw Larry. He huffed and said, "You scared the living daylights out of me! I thought you're having suicidal thoughts!"

What? Committing suicide? Me? Larry was irritated.

"No, Larry, listen to my explanation. Jessica told me that you went to the beach and insisted that you wanted to follow Joan's footsteps."

Wait a minute, this doesn't sound right. How did Jessica know that I went to the beach when she was actually still asleep the moment I left the office?

Raising a curious brow, Larry sized him up.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Caspian immediately answered his phone.

"Um... Caspian, I didn't get to finish what I wanted to say. Actually, it was a dream. I dreamt about Larry going to the beach..." Jessica came clean with him over the phone.

Caspian lowered his head in embarrassment. Jessica is such an unreliable brat! He sighed while scratching the back of his head. He responded abashedly, "I'm sorry, Larry, I was mistaken."

Keeping silent, Larry blinked blankly at him and then walked toward his car. Caspian quickened his steps and followed Larry closely, ditching Della at the shore.

Seeing the two men leaving her behind, Della's heart sank.

"Ma'am, you should take a rest and let me do it," Joan said loudly from a short distance away.

That familiar voice frightened Della out of her wits. She hurriedly follow the direction of the voice and it led her to a familiar face.

Joan is alive! Instantly, Della's body stiffened like a corpse.

No, I can't let Larry know about this! She clutched the hem of her blouse tightly, trying to calm herself down.

Joan seemed so delighted while working with an old man nearby. Della whipped around and left the beach.

Smack!

Della threw a punch at the steering wheel. Her eyes gleamed with strong murderous intent. I can't believe that the b***h is still alive and kicking. I must do something about it...

As long as she lives, Larry will never take his eyes off her. I can't allow her to show up in front of him again.

"Ms. Duff, this concerns a human life. I can't do this," in a still small voice, a man refused to be in cahoots with her over the phone.

It then dawned on Della that the man rejected to accept the job because he was not agreeable to the price offered. "Ten million. Yes or no?" she made a counter propose. The man paused for a moment and cleared his throat. "Deal."

After hanging up, Della forwarded Joan's information to that man.

Joan probably did not expect that she would once again encounter another predicament.

Thud! When the door was flung open, a savage-looking man walked into the living room and shouted, "Come out, Joan Watts!"

"Who are you? What do you guys want?" the old woman asked in a trembling voice.

Bang! With a forceful shove, the buffed man sent the old woman sprawling on the floor in agony.

Right then, Joan was sleeping in her room, completely ignorant of what had just happened. Moments later, a few men barged into her bedroom. Rubbing her bleary eyes, the fatigued Joan was half awake.

"I'm not hungry, Ma'am, you go ahead and have your breakfast without me," she rolled over and said in a feeble voice.

The man strode across the room, picked the woman up from the bed, and tossed her into the living room.