Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 2633

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2633

Unwelcome Realizations

While she was not completely clueless about the situation, Joan remembered Larry telling her that he had already solved the problem.

“It’s the reason he called me back,” Della added.

So that’s what happened!

Joan was frozen on the sofa. A hint of guilt appeared in her eyes.

“If you really love Larry, don’t create more problems for him. He hasn’t told you anything, but he’s actually exhausted.”

Every time Larry sees me, he’s always in a happy mood. I’ve never seen him upset at all. I guess he was hiding some of his feelings after all.

“If you can’t do that for him, please just leave him.” Della fired her last shot.

Della knew she could use logic to fight Joan for Larry’s heart, but she could also play a few dirty tricks if she happened to be in the right mood.

“Thank you for letting me know about this,” Joan mumbled. She stared at the ceiling, apparently in deep thought.

“Ok, that’s all I have to say. I have some other things to attend to, so I’m leaving.” Della unlocked her phone as she left Joan’s office.

Joan was immersed in her own bubble of despair at that very moment. She had never expected Jake to do something as extreme as boycotting Larry from future business collaborations.

“Joan, are you okay?” Abigail asked cautiously as she entered the office.

Joan waved off her concern. “I’m ok.”

“This is a contract with one of our clients. I need you to review it.” Abigail placed the document on her desk and left.

I’m not in the mood to review documents.

Joan’s whole head was filled with thoughts of Larry.

I wonder how he’s doing now. He must have felt awkward calling Della back, right? Did he make some sort of deal with her? Joan picked up her phone and immediately dialed Larry’s number.

“What’s up?”

She heard a familiar yet tired tone through the receiver.

“Sorry, the number you have dialed is no longer in service-”

I guess he changed his number a while back.

She hesitated for a moment longer before tiding her clothes and leaving the photography studio.

In the M Group office, countless employees were bustling about their tasks. They looked as if they barely had the time to stop and take even a sip of water.

“Miss, I’m afraid I can’t let you meet our president if you don’t have an appointment,” the receptionist addressed Joan apologetically.

“Could you let your president know that Joan Watts is here to see him?” Joan asked anxiously,

“I’m really sorry, Miss. I can’t let you meet the president if you don’t have an appointment,” the receptionist repeated herself.

“Then, is there any way I could contact your president?” Joan asked.

“I’m sorry. We don’t interfere with the president’s private affairs. Though-” The receptionist hesitated.

“Though what?” Joan latched onto her hesitation immediately.