Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 2865

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2865

She's still so stubborn! Larry turned around, closed his eyes, and drew in a deep breath. "Fine. Let her go!"

"Larry!" Irked, Jessica shouted at him.

"I said, let her go!"

Not only had Larry's response surprised Joan, but it left the others stunned as well.

He's really letting me go! Somehow, Joan actually felt a tinge of disappointment.

"Rest assured, I won't tell Jake about this," she promised them before walking off.

Larry originally wanted to bring her home and slowly help her recover her memories. But now it seemed that was not what she wanted. Nevertheless, he would never force Joan to do something she refused to do.

"Larry, are you crazy? That's Joan! That's the one you've been looking for all this time! And you're just going to let her marry Jake?" Caspian rushed to Larry and yelled at him. To Caspian, his action was absolutely questionable.

"I respect her decision," Larry spoke slowly and in a flat tone.

Larry had nothing to prove, but he was willing to believe that even if Joan really did lose her memories, she would not marry Jake so easily! Now that Joan had met him, Larry was actually willing to wait for her to clear all doubts she had over Jake, and then return to him soon after.

She will! I'm sure she will! She just needs some time! With that, Larry turned to leave.

The others standing at the doorway looked on helplessly as he walked away.

If it was only Joan who refused to come back, perhaps they might still have hope to turn things around, but if Larry had also given up on her, then they had nothing to talk about.

Caspian sat on the sofa, frantically scratching his head in an attempt to appease the frustration he had been bottling up.

On the other hand, Larry headed straight to the company. Now that he had met Joan, and knew that she was safe and sound, that was enough for him. He would let time deal with everything else. Bang! The door to his office was forcefully kicked open.

"Larry! Have you lost your mind?" Della rushed in and snapped at him, her face darkened to several shades of gloomy gray.

Larry had long gotten used to her over-the-top reaction, so he just ignored her. He presumed she must have gotten wind of the rescue mission.

He merely scoffed at her and continued to review the paperwork.

"You've actually sent your men to break into Jake's villa and take Joan away! Do you realize what you've just done?" Della cried out, concerned.

Of course, she would be worried about Larry. That was expected. Jake would know about the break-in sooner or later and, given his character, he would surely not rest until he had had his revenge! "This is none of your business, Della. Chill," Larry responded, his tone ice-cold.

How does he have the gall to say that? Isn't he afraid that bast*rd Jake will get even with him?

Della went to sit down on the nearby sofa. She needed some peace as she tried to cool herself down. She knew that Jake would come for Larry sooner or later. When that happened, she feared that the man she was talking to would not even know how to save himself!

Larry seemed to care little about his predicament. He would just face up to what was coming since there was no way to avoid that, therefore he allowed Joan to go free!

"You should go into hiding quickly. Jake would be coming after you pretty soon," Della cautioned him in a low voice as her body trembled.

What's there to hide? As far as I'm concerned, I have no reason to do so! Jake's got nothing on me. That man's not going to stir trouble so recklessly. The best he can do is issue some more threats. Furthermore, Joan said that she won't tell Jake about what we've done.

"Sir, you can't go in there."

"Buzz off! Do you dare to stop me? Do you know who I am?"

A feud broke out in the lobby and quickly descended to awkwardness.

"Sir, you don't have an appointment. You can't go in without one. Besides, Mr. Norton is currently in a meeting with someone else..." The front desk bowed his head as he explained to the uninvited guest in a flustered manner.