A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 2684

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2684

At The Villa

“Come to Norton Corporation. I’ve something to tell you.”

Larry tried to keep his cool as he wanted to negotiate with Della in peace.

“Actually, I’m a bit under the weather today. Why don’t you come to my place?”

Della’s reply had Larry on the qui vive.

“Was it about our contract? No discussions will be done if it’s not at my place.” She hung up right after laying out her conditions.

Caspian was at sixes and sevens.

“Larry, what did Ms. Duff say?”

“I’m gonna head out now. Give me a buzz if anything.”

Larry took his jacket and walked out of his office.

That was gruff. Caspian scratched his head in confusion.

In the car, Larry, completely agitated, was taking drags on his cigarette. No matter what the outcome would be, he had to solve this predicament.

Very soon, he was at Della’s villa.

It was unaware to him that a few people were lurking in the dark, observing his every move.

Knock, knock.

Della slowly paced towards the door at the sound of the knockings.

She was scantily clad in sexy lingerie that showed off her cleavage.

“Welcome,” she foxily greeted and leaned on the wall as she opened the door.

Larry knew clearly that Della was up to something folly this evening from the way she presented herself.

“Go ahead and explain yourself.” He took a seat on the couch.

“About what?”

“About why you terminated our liaison.”

“Don’t you think that’s a bit too many?” The girl next to him whispered.

“Not at all. We aren’t even there yet.” The man holding on to the camera let out a scheming smile, and his eyes were gleaming in greed.

They’ve caught everything on camera.

“Larry, since both of us are single, why not we go steady?”

Della pinched his chin and drew herself as close as she could to him.

“What’s going on, Della?”

What does he mean by what’s going on?

“You weren’t like this before.”

Larry rolled his fingers into his palms out of fury. If Della weren’t a woman, he’d have struck her with his fist.

“No!” All of a sudden, Della flipped her hair back and cried.

“I’ve been like this since forever. I’m just keeping it in. You didn’t like my coarse mannerism, so I became more ladylike; You didn’t like me drinking, and I quit. I even binned all the snacks I bought because you didn’t like me eating them!”