Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 2047

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2047

“Guard her well. If anything happens, you won’t receive a cent from me” Gabriella stalked away without looking back after relaying her orders.

“Hey, what do you think happened? Why is our employer so cruel toward the lady inside?”

“I don’t know. But women normally fight over men.”

The men were involved in a heated discussion.

They knew how merciless Gabriella could be, so they kept watch at the door at all times.

“Larry, we found nothing. The surveillance cameras were all destroyed,” reported Caspian anxiously.

There was no clue at all, hence they didn’t know where to begin their search. Joan was nowhere to be seen even though they search through every surveillance camera from the streets nearby, stores, hotels, and convenience stores. Strangely, the pizza joint’s surveillance cameras were destroyed, and they couldn’t find anyone suspicious from the surveillance footage outside.

There was no way Joan had disappeared into thin air.

“We need to find her. We must!” Larry growled, his heart engulfed with worry.

Ring! Ring!

“Hello, Larry. Have you found Joan?” It was Nancy.

How dare she calls me? If she didn’t insist on having pizza, Joan would not have gone missing! Inwardly, Larry was seething with anger.

“No,” came his icy reply.

Nancy realized he was mad by his tone.

“Larry, I have something to tell you. It might help you find Joan.”

Immediately, Larry’s eyes lit up.

He was willing to do anything to find Joan.

“Alright. I’ll head there now.” He grabbed his jacket and left his office.

“It’s fine. I’m not busy.” Jory plopped down on the sofa next to them and glared at Larry sulkily.

He wanted to know why Larry was here.

Nancy explained, “Larry, when I was eating with Joan, we chatted about Gabriella and you. I know the owner of a fashion boutique as I am his frequent customer. We were close, and I heard him say…”

“Anyway, we drank some juice. I didn’t drink any alcohol, so I have no idea why I fainted.” Nancy shook her head helplessly.

She still had no idea her juice was spiked with sleeping pills.

“I think we can investigate this owner. He knows Gabriella, and I think this is related to her,” she revealed her suspicions.

If Nancy didn’t know that Gabriella had claimed to be pregnant with Larry’s child, this wouldn’t have happened at all.

“Okay. Can you contact him now?” Larry urged.

“Yes, I have his number. But his store has shifted elsewhere now. I heard some rich fella took over his previous store…”