Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2818

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2818

Where are you, Larry? I miss you so much!

After a long time, Joan finally shut her eyes and fainted. "Let her go, Della!"

At the restaurant, Jake stared daggers at the woman.

What if I choose not to let her go? What's he going to do? Della scoffed while turning to look out the window. Rage filled her eyes as she dug her fingers into her palm. Why does everyone like that woman? Is she any better than me?

"I don't know where she is," she lied.

What a crappy answer! The whole world knew that Della's the prime suspect who has a perfect motive to kidnap Joan. She's a devil in disguise who wants to take Joan's life. How brutal can this woman be? "Della, your family is positioned at the top of the food chain, enjoying an unshakable status in the business world. I hope that you won't succumb to your own selfish desires and ruin your life, including your father's reputation."

His remarks snagged Della's attention, but she was not prepared to back down so easily. She was resolute to deny everything, hoping for things to be swept under the carpet. Squinting her eyes, she continued spinning a story, "Jake, I really don't know where's Joan. In fact, I just found out not too long ago that she's still alive. If you wish to locate her soon, you shouldn't be here interrogating me." She spoke so eloquently that Jake almost believed her.

However, as experienced corporate leaders, both of them could more or less tell when the other person was talking them for a ride. Jake would never believe a single word Della said.

She's such a vicious b***h! Jake felt so helpless for he did not possess any evidence to support his allegation that Della had kidnapped Joan.

"Sorry, I have other things to attend to. I need to get going," Della announced while grabbing her handbag before exiting the restaurant. Jake sat there, feeling desolate. What should I do in order to replace you, Joan? Lost, he crouched and held his head in his hands. Should I tell Larry about this?

Suddenly, the thought crossed his mind. He narrowed his eyes as though he was deep in thought. No, I can't let Larry know about this. If he gets to Joan first, she will definitely run away with him. Right then, Joan was hiding in a corner and sobbing silently. Outside the door, several men were discussing how to take her life.

"Boss, I think that we should request for half the remuneration before taking any action on that woman. Just in case the sponsor goes back on her words, we're screwed," one of the lackeys reminded. The boss nodded in agreement. Subsequently, he made a call. "Give me five million first and I'll do something."

"I repeat, I'll give you ten million when you get the job done," a female voice rebutted over the phone.

"Give me five million now and the balance later. Otherwise, you can forget about it," the man drove a hard bargain and hung up.

Meanwhile, Joan could hear the conversation between them from the room.

Exchanging her life for ten million? The mastermind behind this is rather generous. It must be someone who has very deep pockets. Della? Clink-clank! Joan accidentally knocked over a glass on the table. Consequently, a few men rushed in and turned on the lights.

"You'd better behave yourself, or else you'll become a piece of dead meat in no time!" the leading henchman barked.

If they're going to kill me anyway, what difference does it make to die sooner or later? Joan finally mustered up the courage to glare at them.

What's there to fear when my time is almost up? The only regret she had was not being able to bid farewell to her loved ones and friends whom she missed so much, especially Larry. Mulling over the fact that her time with Larry was so short, she wept.