Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 1943

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1943

“Joan, you must come back at once after you’ve settled your things. You promised to be my baby’s godmother, didn’t you? You must keep your promise!” Nancy said softly as she stroked her belly gently.

Do I still have the chance to be her baby’s godmother? Joan pondered and decided to avoid giving Nancy any response on that matter.

“Nancy, I’m sorry, but I need to hang up now to settle something!” Joan hung up at once before Nancy could react.

In the office, Larry instructed coldly, “Caspian, try to trace the addresses for all the other residences owned by Dustin!”

The moment he knew that someone had rescued Joan, Dustin’s figure flashed across his mind in an instant. Nevertheless, when Larry reached Dustin’s residence with Caspian, his neighbor informed them that the man had moved away long ago.

“Larry, do you think Jory will have any idea about the matter?” Caspian asked Larry warily, fearful of intensifying his frustration.

“Let’s go and ask him!” Larry picked up his phone and strode out of his office without hesitation.

“Get out of my way!” Larry growled at the receptionist, who was blocking his path.

“I’m sorry, Sir. You can’t enter without an appointment!” the receptionist tried to stop both of them.

“I don’t need an appointment!” Larry grimaced as he enunciated every word loudly.

“I’m sorry, but it’s our policy here. Whoever wishes to see Mr. Synder must make an appointment in advance…” Caspian straight away dragged the receptionist aside to let Larry get through.

Bang! The door of Jory’s office flew open.

Jory raised his head and gazed at Larry placidly.

Ah! He’s finally here as expected! Jory seemed to have foreseen that Larry would come and question him about Dustin’s whereabouts.

“Where’s Dustin Silverman?” Larry looked at Jory sternly and asked coldly.

Jory put down the document and snickered.

“Mr. Norton, are you joking? Dustin is one of the main shareholders of Norton Corporation. As the president of the company, you don’t even know about his whereabouts. If so, how do you expect me to have a clue? How ridiculous!” Jory replied mockingly at him.

Larry glared at Jory with blazing eyes as he approached him slowly.

“Stop wasting my time by beating around the bush! Just tell me where he is!”

Jory stood up and looked into Larry’s eyes with a snort.