Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1382


    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1382


    Erupting with rage, Lyna kicked the bench over and stormed off.


    She only took two steps before her phone rang, leaving her with no choice but to answer. “Hello? Who


    is this, and what do you want?”


    Her attorney, Mr. Hall’s voice came from the other end. He sounded nervous when he said, “Ms.


    ckwood, there are some issues with the contract you sent me.”


    “What’s the problem?” Lyna questioned icily. I signed that contract with my own hands, so there


    shouldn’t be any issues.


    “The contract you sent me is a copy,” Mr. Hall squeaked.


    “Huh? A copy? Then where’s the original?” Lyna hissed.


    She had arranged for one of her henchmen, someonepletely trustworthy from thepany, to


    send the contract over. So how could this happen?


    “Your guess is as good as mine.”


    Mr. Hall paused as if readying himself to deliver the final blow. He eventually continued with a quivering


    voice, “T-There’s another issue with this contract… It states that you’ve transferred your shares over to


    Winson, and not the other way round.”


    Lyna’s face darkened. “What!”


    Could it be that someone around me is secretly a mole who swapped the contract from right under my


    nose?


    This exnation made sense to Lyna, who hung up and was ready to call her most trustworthy


    henchmen. She was going to have them investigate the person who copied and delivered the contract.


    However, just as she swiped down her contacts list, the phone rang once more.


    “M-Ms. ckwood. Bad news,” the tremulous voice reported.


    Lyna’s brows furrowed as she spat, “What are you stammering about? Speak up! Tell me what went


    wrong.”


    “Fabian found out… He figured out all of those who were on our side, and now they’ve turned their


    backs against us.” It became excruciatingly clear that Lyna’s previous warnings were all for naught.


    “Well, spit it out then and tell me who are the traitors!”


    Lyna’s hands were mmy with sweat. She had a bad feeling, but she hoped desperately that her


    intuition was wrong.


    “I-It’s the ones who we recruited to monitor and keep things under control. All those from Fabian’s


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    them everything,” the person reported truthfully.


    Lyna was silent for a moment before she uttered, “Is what you said true?”


    Her knees grew wobbly with despair while her face paled. A sense of hopelessness seeped into her


    core.


    “It’s true.”


    Thud!


    At this confirmation, all of Lyna’s will dissipated from her body as she and her phone slumped to the


    ground.


    I’m screwed. Now that Fabian’s doing just fine, he’ll definitely try to get even with me for everything I’ve


    done… what do I do now? What do I do?


    She then started shrieking hysterically at the top of her lungs. Her mind was eerily devoid of thoughts,


    almost as empty as she felt now.


    She had spent her entire savings on defeating Fabian. On top of that, she was now swindled into


    transferring all her shares to Winson. So even if she wanted to run away and live as a fugitive, she no


    longer had the funds to do so.


    Yvette! That’s right. I can still go to her, but… what will I tell her?


    Then it hit her. Lyna shot off the ground and sprinted for her room. She recalled tricking Hannah into


    signing a weaponry inventory list. Lyna had no reason to fear Fabian as long as that piece of paper


    was still in her hands.


    Lyna dug around frantically, rattling and tossing the items in her drawer until she finally found the paper


    she was looking for wedged between the pages of a book.


    A long sigh escaped Lyna’s lips as she clutched onto the flimsy sheet of paper. At this point, she was


    no longer sure whether she was considered fortunate or not.


    Regardless, she couldn’t help but gratefully nt a big fat kiss on the inventory list. Then, she unfolded


    the paper but felt like it looked a little different than she remembered.


    She ran back immediately to pick up her phone. Her finger swiped on the screen before tapping hastily


    onto the trantion app. She had never paid much attention back then during her schrly days, so


    she desperately resorted to this app now.


    “What?”


    After reading the trantion on the phone, Lyna nearly fainted as the paper turned out to be a receipt


    for a hamburger-and-coke set for the price of five.