Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) -
Chapter 2917
Chapter 2917
Knock, knock, knock! Joan immediately jumped at the sound, her heart leaping into her throat.
Who could it be? She slowly made her way over to the main entrance and took a look at the intercom only to see that it was Abelyn. How did she know that I'm staying here? Of course, Abelyn understood Joan all too well.
"Abelyn?"
Joan quickly unlocked the door and swung it open.
"What are you doing here? What's wrong?"
Seems I guessed right. She does live here.
The corner of Abelyn's mouth curved up into an almost indiscernible, satisfied smirk.
"Why didn't you tell everyone that you were discharged? We were all so worried about you" she quickly schooled her face into a frown.
Of course, that was all a lie- Joan's safety was the last thing on her mind.
Joan shrugged.
"I just needed some time alone."
That was perfectly fine by Abelyn.
That way, no one would be able to get in the way of her plans.
Joan had been a little shocked by Abelyn's sudden appearance, but she quickly let her guard back down.
"How have you been?"
Abelyn probed meaningfully, looking around at her surroundings.
"Have you gotten used to living here yet? Do you need any help?"
It appeared that she's living alone.
"I'm doing all right.I don't really need anything else."
For some reason, Joan gradually grew uneasy in Abelyn's presence. She could tell that something about her friend felt off, but just couldn't place her finger on it. The two of them exchanged small talk for a while before Abelyn left.
After all, she had only come to scope out Joan's living situation, not to do anything bad to her yet.
There was a time and a place for everything.
Dustin immediately rushed to Abelyn as soon as she came back home, demanding to know, "Where were you?"
"I just went out for a walk; she laughed.
"Relax.I'm perfectly fine, see?"
Scanning her from head to toe for any visible injuries, he exhaled a breath of relief when he found none.
He had been constantly on edge ever since Abelyn came back, but couldn't pinpoint the reason why, which made him very nervous.
"Come on, let's go out to eat!"
She linked her arm through his, dragging him out through the door.
Elsewhere, Della was throwing a tantrum and screaming at Larry.
"You piece of sh*t! You told on me to my father!"
He merely ignored her, not wanting to get into another argument.
Realizing that she was not going to get a rise out of him, Della deflated and plopped onto a sofa, gulping down her tea angrily. Just as he was about to walk out of the office, she got up and ran to block his path. "We need to talk, Larry"
The steely determination on her face made him want to laugh out loud.
First Jake, and now her too?Gosh, seems like there are so many things happening to me all at once.
"What do you want to talk about?"
Larry sat back down.
"Why did you call my father here? What exactly are you planning?" Della snarled.
Her horrible attitude was starting to make Larry see her in a completely different light.
"First of all, your father came here of his own will, not because I asked him to. Second of all, I'm not planning anything, and you know this better than anyone else."
Larry leaned back in his seat and loosened his tie.
Della had always been the one who had ulterior motives, so it was entertaining to watch the pot call the kettle black.
Della, who got what he was implying, quickly changed the topic and asked instead, "How's Joan?"
Larry instantly stiffened at the mere mention of Joan's name coming out of her mouth.
Is she going to try something again?
"Don't you dare touch a single hair on her head" he seethed.
The temperature in the room dropped several degrees.
Della scoffed, throwing her hair over her shoulder with a haughty look on her face.
What's with that reaction? It's not like I'm going to eat Joan alive! Besides, even if I didn't make a move on her, there would most definitely be someone else out to get that d*mned woman!
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