Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 2006

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2006

At that moment, Larry broke out in cold sweat. His worried assistant quickly retrieved a piece of tissue and wiped his forehead with it.

“Are you alright, Larry? Do you want to go to the hospital?” the assistant asked with genuine concern.

Larry had always been a strong person in her eyes, so she was clearly distressed when she saw that he had fallen seriously ill.

After all, Larry was an ordinary man too. His assistant sighed while she poured him a glass of water. She had been working with him for so many years, so she naturally knew his temperament well. For Larry to become so weak, it had definitely got to do with Joan.

“From now on, don’t let Gabriella into my office. Send her away if she ever comes here again,” Larry snarled.

“Understood,” his assistant replied.

Meanwhile, Gabriella’s phone rang. Ring, ring, ring…

“How is it?” Gabriella squinted and looked out of the window.

“They’ll be back soon,” the man on the phone replied.

I’m not going to let her return so easily. Gabriella sneered.

“Fine. Make a move and show no mercy. I’ll transfer the money to you once it’s done,” With that, the vicious-looking Gabriella hung up.

Her last statement couldn’t be more obvious. The man watched as Joan and Lucius played not far away from him. A cold glint flashed across his eyes.

What a woman! The man let out a sigh. Too bad she’s a victim to a cruel tyrant.

“Mom, I’m going to the washroom for a while. Wait here for me,” Lucius said loudly to Joan.

“Alright, be careful,” Joan replied.

At that time, Dustin was lying on a recliner as he watched both mother and son playing in front of him. He knew that Joan didn’t like it when others mistook them as a family. Therefore, he tried to keep his distance. He respected all of her decisions.

Suddenly, his phone rang. Ring! Ring! Ring!

“Mr. Silverman, when are you coming back? Mr. Norton is not feeling well, and there are a few things that require your attention.” Larry’s assistant said softly into the phone, and there was a hint of anxiety in her tone.

He’s sick? Dustin suddenly frowned.

What does that have to do with me? Dustin quickly resumed a composed expression.