Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 1725

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1725

There are many ways for one to seek revenge. It does not have to be an eye for an eye. One needed to calmly analyze the situation, made the best use of one’s advantage then go in for the kill.

Dustin was not certain what made him hate Larry that much. Joan could be the reason. He always fought hard for what he desired and was convinced he would have her by his side someday. He only had to be persistent and work zealously towards his goal.

Dustin collected the papers on the table, finished his drink, and stood up from the sofa. Under the blinding lights, he looks intimidating. Larry was beginning to feel breathless.

“If there are no other questions, we shall call it a day…”

No other questions? Of course, there were many questions in Larry’s mind. But, he knew even if he were to ask, a cunning man like Dustin would not have answered his queries truthfully.

“Have a nice day, Mr. Norton.” Dustin smiled and politely extended his hand to Larry.

That was a signal for the end of one’s conversation. But has the issue really ended? Larry knew this was only the beginning.

Larry went through the motion and shook Dustin’s hand. He thought Dustin had challenged him with a crushing handshake. That, plus the plastic smile on Dustin’s face, convinced Larry he was being mocked.

In order to wait up for him, Joan had applied for time off work in the morning for the past few days. He went for the meeting with Dustin and came home later than usual this evening. As expected, Joan was seated by the door when he reached home. Her hands were supporting her chin, and she was nodding off, body swaying precariously. It was obvious she had waited for a long time.

She was half asleep and did not even realize Larry had walked up to her. Larry stared at the sleepy Joan. This was the girl that used to be shy but was smart and decisive. She was also the same girl who waited up for him every night, who learned new skills just for him, who…. memories came flooding back to him.

I am blessed to have met you.

Larry let out a small sigh, bent over, and picked Joan up. He could feel her cold limbs, and it pricked his conscience. She has waited by the door in the cold for so long…