A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 1829

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1829

“Don’t worry, Jory. Everything will be fine as long as we love one another. My father is a reasonable man, so I believe that he’ll give our relationship his blessings,” Nancy murmured as she grasped the man’s arm tightly.

Hearing that, Jory kissed her on the forehead affectionately before nodding resolutely.

Meanwhile, Larry was engrossed in perusing documents in the office, everyone busy with their own tasks.

Ring, ring, ring… He cast a glance at the caller ID, but he didn’t answer the call.

Nonetheless, his cell phone kept ringing incessantly at the side as though it was going to ring forever if he didn’t pick it up.

“Hello. What is it?” Larry demanded, cutting right to the chase.

It was currently working hours, so he loathed receiving nuisance phone calls.

“Treat me to lunch, Larry,” Dustin ordered.

Huh? Has he gone crazy? No one takes the initiative to ask someone else to treat him to lunch!

“I’ve got no time for that. I’m very busy.” As Larry said that, he wanted to hang up right after.

“That’s not a valid reason! Let me tell you, Larry Norton, you’ve got to take responsibility for me since you slept with me! I want to have lunch!” Dustin insisted.

What kind of twisted logic is this? At that, Larry was rendered speechless.

“God, you’re unreasonable, Dustin Silverman! Who exactly climbed into whose bed here? Logically speaking, you’re the one who should take responsibility for me!” Larry retorted loudly.

“Alright, then, I’ll take responsibility for you. I’ll treat you to lunch instead!” Dustin offered with a chuckle.

All at once, Larry was at a loss for word.

Damn it! He must have too much time on his hands, so he’s messing around with me!

“Well, let’s end this conversation here. If you’re really that bored, go and get yourself a girlfriend,” he suggested mildly.

“Okay, then, you get busy. I’ll go and look for Joan!” As Dustin said that, he made to hang up the phone.

“Hey, hey, don’t do that! I’ll treat you to lunch, okay? It’ll be my treat!” Larry promptly blurted.