Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2819

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2819

Perhaps it was the first time he had seen a woman cry; the leading henchman felt so irritated and signaled for his men to leave the room.

Overwhelmed by the emotional turmoil she was going through, Joan started sobbing louder and louder. In the end, she broke down hysterically.

"Larry!" she called out his name as she cried, resulting in her voice becoming hoarse.

All the thugs felt bad after hearing her inconsolable cries.

"Boss, shall we..." one man in their midst faltered.

"No, we need the ten million!" their leader interrupted him, though he was also in a quandary. Had it not been for my chronically ill mother, I would never engage myself in this illegal act to earn money for her surgery.

He had never thought about killing people, especially women. He had no other options.

"That's enough. Watch her while I go and collect the money." The leader left.

Since five million was not a small amount, Della decided to do the handover personally. What she did not know was that someone was tracking her down.

She drove to an abandoned gas station. After scanning her surroundings thoroughly, she got out of the car with a briefcase.

"Mr. Wilson, Ms. Duff has just arrived at an abandoned gas station with a briefcase. I suspect she's about to have a deal." A man covered his mouth and whispered in a dark corner not too far away. Hanging up the phone, Jake grabbed his jacket and headed out.

At the gas station, Della checked her watch and waited. After some time, she entered a wooden house nearby.

"You're here?" the leading thug asked in a low voice while enjoying a puff.

"As requested, here's your five million." Della handed the briefcase over to the man.

What a wealthy fellow, bringing over five million just like that! He opened the briefcase slowly and then counted the cash. No more and no less, exactly five million.

The amount was extremely insignificant to Della. As a matter of fact, she considered it a bargain to get rid of Joan with that figure.

"Remember, you only have one job. Do it well." Her tone was decisive with no room for negotiation.

"Miss, do you want her dead or to never show up in front of you?" the leading henchman asked deliberately. If she chose the latter, it's not necessary for me to kill her. "To be out of my sight forever," Della confirmed.

The man was relieved to hear that. Great, I just need to ensure that Joan won't appear in front of her again.

Outside the door, Jake got hold of a man's arm and demanded, "Where's she?"

"Inside that wooden house." That man pointed at a small house nearby.

You've left a trail, Della. Sticking his face against the wall, Jake cautiously examined the situation inside the house. "Are we going in now, Mr. Wilson?"

"No. When they come out, you should follow the lackey. Be mindful not to expose yourself," Jake illustrated his plan. Today, I must go all out to rescue Joan.

He never analyzed his conjectures further, if it was truly Della who kidnapped Joan. There was no time for him to think. He rather made a mistake than pass up any chance to save Joan. Much later, Della walked out from the wooden house, looking nervous. Following behind her was a man with a briefcase. His hawk-eye kept scrutinizing the place to make sure there was no hiccup. Without a second thought, Jake and his men split up to execute their plan.

He was responsible for tailing Della whereas his men were tasked to rescue Joan. Since Della was a conniving figure, he was afraid that there would be unnecessary problems if others dealt with her.