Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2541


    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2541


    “What did you say? You saw Joan having a meal with Dustin? In a private room?” Larry yelled from his


    seat in the office. He was currently facing Caspian, the bringer of the disturbing news.


    “Yes, I saw them with my own eyes. Larry, do you want to check it out for yourself? I fear that Dustin


    would make a move on Joan,” Caspian suggested out of concern.


    “That’s not necessary!” Larry stopped him.


    Caspian could not help but wonder how his superior could remain so calm.


    Thest time Larry found out about Joan and Dustin, he practically lost his marbles. This time, he


    seemed indifferent about the whole ordeal!


    “Larry, you really aren’t going?” Caspian inquired again.


    “No!” Larry bellowed.


    There was no doubt that he was angry, but he managed to keep his emotions contained. Caspian


    paused for a moment. Then he excused himself and slowly backed out of the office.


    Dustin, that scoundrel! What will it take for him to stop pursuing Joan? Larry stood in front of the


    window overlooking a lighthouse in the distance. A stern expression hung on his face.


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    But why would Joan want to stay in contact with him? Larry could not quite figure that out. She clearly


    knew that Dustin had tampered with Norton Corporation. She clearly knew what Larry thought about


    Dustin and his unusual hostility towards the man!


    On the other side of town, Joan picked up her bag and got to her feet. “I’m leaving!” she announced.


    “Where are you going next? I can take you there,” Dustin stood up and offered.


    “That won’t be necessary!” She eximed harshly and strode away.


    The woman’s cruel rejection sent a chill down Dustin’s spine as he watched her go away while he


    stayed rooted to the spot. He could not exin why, but the more Joan yed hard to get, the more


    Dustin yearned to conquer her.


    Joan… One day, you’ll choose to be with me! He swore he would make it happen.


    Delh was going about her business when Joan returned. “Oh, you’re home!” she greeted her.


    “Yes, I am,” Joan answered feebly.


    “What’s wrong? Something got you in a bad mood?” Delh asked kindly.


    “No, I’m just a little tired.” Joan forced a smile and retired to her room.


    But Delh begged to differ. She believed that the younger woman had something on her mind but was


    reluctant to share it with her.


    “Joan, are you alright? You seem distracted for several days now, and jumpy too. Do you want to talk


    about it?” Delh asked tentatively.


    Instantly, Joan kept her guard up.


    “Ms. Young, what do you mean by that? What else can I be doing? I’ve only been cooking and helping


    out in the garden,” Joan defended herself.


    “Oh, Dustin came by a while ago. He wants you back at the supermarket,” Delh informed her.


    “Okay,” Joan said. Then, she gently opened the door and flopped onto herrge big bed. Using her


    arms as a pillow, she got to work sorting out her thoughts and emotions.


    How am I going to tell Larry and Delh about my affair with Dustin? Do I have to keep hiding it like


    this? If Dustin doesn’t say anything, and I don’t say anything, it can continue to stay a secret. Hmm,


    that doesn’t sound so bad. Joan turned over to stare at the sky outside. Her mind was all over the


    ce.


    Why must there be so many obstacles in life? Fortune does not smile on me. Why am I so unlucky?


    Why have I gone on tomit the forbidden deed with a man I don’t love? Right then, Joan found


    herself consumed by sorrow.


    “Mom!” Outside her room, Lucius called out to her as he knocked on the door.


    Startled, Joan sat up andposed herself as quickly as she could. Then, she slowly got out of the


    bed and went to open the door.


    “What is it, Lucius?” Joan asked her son.


    “Mom, you have toe to school tomorrow,” Lucius blinked at her as he told her the news.


    Is it a parent-teacher conference, or another family event? Joan observed her son quizzically as she


    waited for him to continue.


    “We’re having a parent-teacher conference at school tomorrow,” the boy exined.


    “I see. Thank you for telling me,” Joan said, appreciating the update. Then, she squatted down and


    kissed Lucius on the forehead.