Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1713

“You’re right. There is no law prohibiting mixed-gender associations. However, you can probably guess what the consequences will be if Caspian finds out. As your dad, I would never put you in a difficult position. Everything I do is for your safety and wellbeing—”

“I know, Dad,” Nancy interrupted. “I’m actually here to ask you about—”

“About Jory,” he finished her sentence with the same certainty as before.

Nancy nodded hesitantly. “Yeah, I wanted to ask if our family had any special exchange of interests with Alpire Group.”

Simon fiddled with the fountain pen in his hand as he nervously responded, “There were many business collaborations back then, but they all ended when you refused to marry Jory. Moreover, I heard that Jory fought with his family over this issue and hasn’t been home for many years since. That is why I hope that you’ll cease contact with him… because there’s no telling how much he hates you and if he’ll end up taking revenge.”

think he hates me…” Nancy murmured with a pout. At this, Simon petted her hair and explained, “People are unpredictable. Can you really

heard about how Alpire Group is acquiring Norton Corporation. It’s clear that Alpire Group is making its first move, but why start with Norton Corporation? If the target is

with her

young and inexperienced, Nancy. There are things that you don’t understand,” Simon sighed. He then brought over a teapot and poured a cup of tea for Nancy. “Here,

notification bell suddenly rang from inside her handbag. She opened the zipper and peeked, realizing it was a text from Jory that said: I’m here and

her feet and hurriedly bid Simon

swayed a little

to turn around and snatch the cup in his hands. She then downed the tea in one gulp then

he wouldn’t hesitate to employ all of the Barrymore family’s forces to protect her. Jory… if you’re as ambitious as I think you are, then I hope you put a limit on those ambitions of yours. Because if you go after things

I was at my dad’s earlier.” Nancy’s hand ran over her fringe,