Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 2860

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2860

“Calm down, Larry. What are you going to do?” asked Jessica loudly in a worried tone as she followed closely behind Larry.

What else can I do? I’m going to Jake’s place! Larry forged ahead firmly. He looked insanely cold at that moment. I will get to the bottom of it all. If Joan hasn’t returned to the country, how are they going to have a wedding?

Larry got into his car and sped down the road.

The entrance to Jake’s villa was eerily quiet. Even the beach was pitifully empty.

Why does everything seem so strange? Jessica slowly approached the villa to try to eavesdrop on anything from inside the villa.

“Jessica,” hissed Caspian from some distance away.

They had gathered together and were ready to implement their plan.

Nancy quickly cut a few holes in her clothes and shoved some chilies down her throat. Tears instantly rolled down her eyes.

Yep, she was deliberately making herself look terrible.

“Okay, I’m going to head in first. You guys act accordingly,” instructed Nancy as she hurried over to the rest of them.

The rest of the gang were strangely firm when they nodded in agreement.

“Help, someone help! Please, help me,” shouted Nancy suddenly while crying. She ran all the way to the villa and was pounding on the door.

Joan got up immediately to open the door after hearing that commotion. However, the housemaid stopped her from the side.

“Calm down, Ms. Watts. I’ll go check things out,” informed the housemaid before forcing Joan to sit back down. After that, the housemaid turned around and left to go open the door.

Dang, this housemaid is acting ridiculously proud.

Suspicion rose within Joan when she watched the figure heading towards the door. She would not dare to behave that way with me if Jake hadn’t ordered her to do so… but why was Jake being so cautious?

“We’re so sorry, Ms. Watts, but we have guests in the house. As the bride who is about to get married, no one can see you living in your future husband’s place. It’s our tradition,” lied a young housemaid to hide the truth.

What kind of freaking tradition is that? Joan stood beside the window angrily. She looked utterly displeased.

Jake never told me about this tradition. If that is the case, then I can move out of the house! Joan’s eyes shone with delight.

“Please watch yourself, miss. You are barging into a private residence!” So what? There isn’t a thing in the world that I, Nancy Barrymore, am afraid of!

Nancy turned around slowly and feigned being awkward when she scratched the back of her head. Her tone was much nicer when she spoke again.

“Ah, come on. Please, just let me stay for a while. I will leave as soon as the people chasing after me are gone,” promised Nancy sweetly as she swung the housemaid’s arm.

Nancy truly was a champion for being coquettish and annoying.

Perhaps Nancy was simply too annoying, but the housemaid eventually caved and led her to the living room. “Sit there and don’t go anywhere else,” instructed the housemaid as she pointed at the outdoor stool some distance away.