Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1705

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1705

Hurriedly, she made up an excuse and left the bar, leaving Jory there all by himself. He did a lot of

thinking. He thought about the past, the present, and the future. He let his imagination roam and

his fantasies fly, and somehow he seemed to understand a little bit more why Dustin had been so

desperately searching for that person...

He used to tease Dustin that he got hung up over a woman too easily, that he could never seem to

let go of Joan. He often failed to understand why the man would rather reject the many wonderful

women around him and continue to waste his efforts on a married woman.

Love does not discriminate when it comes to time or targets, and it makes matches in no particular

order. How can you be sure who you'll fall in love with in the next second? One could not predict

when or how it would happen, just like Jory at the moment. He had no idea that he was starting to

develop a different kind of feelings for Nancy. He supposed he might have fallen in love with her,

but if someone asked him what love was, he could not come up with a clear answer.

“What's up, Caspian? Are you still unable to contact the director of Alpire Group?”

“I'm afraid not, Boss. I don't know what's going on. I've searched for all the contact information of

almost all the existing corporations, but I can't find anything on Alpire Group!” Caspian reported. He

was extremely anxious, for this was the first time he had ever felt so powerless. His efforts had been

in vain.

On the other side, Larry was getting increasingly worried. “What can we do now? We want to meet

them, but we can't even find their contact number. The branches are being acquired one after

another. If this goes on, we'll eventually go out of business!”

Caspian did not respond. The noise on his side was getting louder and louder, so much so that Larry

could barely make out his voice. Larry placed his ears closer to the receiver in desperate need to

hear Caspian amid the noise, when the latter suddenly yelled, “Get them out of here!”

Before Larry could even ask the man whatever was going on, Caspian beat him to it. “Boss, whatever

you do, don't come to the company. I don't know how the hell they did it but this place has been

swarming with journalists for the past few days, especially today. They all want to come into the

building to interview you. Boss, you cannot come here! They'll have you cornered!”

“Caspian, what's going on? Why are there suddenly so many journalists?” Larry asked uneasily.

“I don't know, boss! There's a lot more of them today! It's like they have made a pact to swarm in

here! I heavily suspect that they're acting under someone else's orders. Whatever you do, do not

come here!”

Despite Caspian’s repeated warnings, Larry believed he had to go see for himself. He was the

president of Norton Corporation. He should be shouldering all responsibility, and not be shielded

by his staff. He was not a coward. Hence, he must step forward to bear the burden. As the saying

goes, with great power comes great responsibility. He understood that much since he took over his

father's company. He thanked Caspian hurriedly over the phone and swiftly made his way to the

company.

Before Larry's black car could even come to a stop in front of the company’s entrance, the

journalists, all of whom had been pestering the front desk manager despite being blocked by the

security guard, immediately swarmed towards the president. One by one, they pressed themselves

on the car windows like layers of vines.

They held up microphones representing various TV stations and online shows. Behind them were

the camera crew. They clung onto Larry, hungry and desperate for the latest scoop.

“Mr. Norton, can you tell us how your company's doing lately?”

“Mr. Norton, can you talk about the underlying causes of the stock volatility?”

“Mr. Norton! Mr. Norton! What's your opinion on the rumors that Norton Corporation's about to be

acquired by Alpire Group, the multinational company? “

“Mr. Norton, can you take a moment to accept our interview?”

Their many faces resembled the scary images one would often find in horror stories. They screamed,

clamored, and twisted, while Larry struggled to catch his breath. He could not even make out their

faces as he could only feel the opening and closing of their mouths. So much mumbling and

murmuring rang about his ears, but he could hear nothing else other than the sounds of his own

beating heart. Thump! Thump! Thump! It was all so deafening, as if the noise could pierce through

his chest at any given moment.