Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2863

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2863

With a wave of his hand, the leader signaled the men behind him to charge into the living room.

Upstairs, chaos erupted.

The housemaid blew a whistle. Very soon, the staff members stationed in the backyard came

forward.

"Oh, looks like you guys are already prepared!”

“That's a given. Do you think we'll let you despicable rats go without a fight?” the housemaid

shouted back.

“Show no mercy! This is our turf! Attack!” With a single command from the housemaid, the battle at

Jake's villa spiraled out of control.

Nancy heard the ruckus coming from the yard. Quietly, she stepped out of the bathroom

Sh*t, the fight has started! Though she was somewhat thrilled by the turn of events, she managed to

contain herself. No, this is not the time. I have to find Joan! But where is she?

“Joan!” Nancy made her way upstairs, calling Joan's name.

The fact was, Joan had fainted and been taken elsewhere before the whole commotion started. It

was all the housemaid's doing. In order to save time, the housemaid did not bother arguing with

her and made her swallow a pill instead, which resulted in her loss of consciousness.

Wait, something's not right. This is her room, but she's not in here. Where has she gone? As the

fight continued outside, Nancy went room to room in search of Joan. She checked the study and

Jake's room, but the woman was nowhere to be found.

At last, she came across a locked cellar.

Without hesitation, she ran to the kitchen, picked up a random knife and began hacking fiercely at

the latch

Desperate times call for desperate measures. There was nothing a woman would not resort to if it

could save herself and her loved ones.

“Ah!”

Nancy screamed. She had been reckless with the knife and had accidentally cut her finger. Blood

started dripping from the wound.

Nevertheless, she managed to destroy the latch in the end. She was lucky that Jake's household

came equipped with the best knives money could buy.

She opened the door to find Joan leaning against the wall. She was asleep, and she looked awfully

pale.

“Joan! Joan, wake up! It's me, Nancy!” She gently patted Joan on the cheeks as she shouted her

name, trying to probe a reaction, but Joan did not stir at all

Left with no other options, Nancy decided to carry the unconscious woman on her back. The move

exhausted all her strength, but she eventually made her way out of the cellar. What now? It's chaotic

outside, we can’t go out that way! Damn it! I guess I have to call Larry for help.

"Hey, Larry. I need help. It's chaos out there. Joan might get hurt,” Nancy pleaded anxiously.

Larry hung up the phone after receiving her message. He put on the hat and mask he had brought

with him and barged into the place.

“Larry!” Caspian shouted.

They understood that, without Larry's command, they were not to enter the villa to avoid making

things worse.

“Nancy, let me do it.” Larry carried Joan into his arms and rushed out of the building. By the time

Jake's housemaid realized what had happened, she only managed to spot Nancy's silhouette as they

ran away.

"What happened? Is she alright?” Dustin inquired about Joan

“Let's get out of here!” Larry bellowed.

In less than a minute, the gang crowding the villa's entrance quickly retreated. Larry's men who had

been in the building gradually dispersed as well.

In spite of the fight between the two parties, the property was not damaged in the slightest.

The housemaid sat on the steps, giving herself a minute to catch her breath. The whole ordeal left

her in dismay. Then, as though she had recalled something important, she rushed to the cellar, only

to find it empty.

“Joan, wake up. I beg you, please say something. It's me, Larry,” the man kept calling her name as he

tried to shake her awake.

Feebly, Joan shook her head. Then, she slowly opened her eyes and took in her surroundings

Isn't he the man in my dreams? Joan abruptly sat up, startled. It just dawned on her that the man

from her dreams turned out to be real.

"Who are you? Where am 1?" Joan surveyed the people around her. She was shivering

I guess she has really forgotten about me. As Larry reached a hand out to wipe the sweat from her

forehead, he sighed. He whispered to her, “Joan, don't you remember? I'm Larry. Have you truly

forgotten about me?”

Somehow, the disappointment in his eyes made her heart ache.

So he's Larry!

“Joan, it's great to have you back. We all miss you so very much. You can relax now. With us here, no

one will ever harm you again,” Nancy excitedly called out to her, patting herself on the chest.