Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 20

By the time Finnick left for Q City, Vivian and Fabian were already on their way.

Over in the business class cabin, Vivian sat beside Fabian uneasily. The cabin crew just served an in-flight meal and it was paella. Vivian hated seafood so much she did not even touch the food.

“Still don’t fancy seafood?” Fabian asked with a smirk on his face.

“I can tell the Chief Editor’s memory is still functioning alright,” Vivian replied nastily. She had had enough of Fabian today.

“Of course. I remember everything about my first love,” Fabian said slowly after taking a sip of coffee.

Vivian closed her eyes and took deep breaths. She did not want to get into a fight with him on the plane.

But Fabian did not seem to realize her reaction. “Besides, how can I ever forget the feeling of being played for a fool by my first love?” he added.

Vivian’s face turned pale as bad memories came flooding back. “Mr. Norton, I’m not sure who’s being played for a fool here. I’m not the one who hid my real identity on purpose.”

Fabian’s expression changed slightly before he chuckled. He was not expecting her to retaliate. “Of course. I should’ve told you earlier, shouldn’t I? Then you probably wouldn’t have betrayed me and thrown yourself on a sixty-year-old saggy old man.”

Fabian was not even trying to lower his voice. Other passengers and flight attendants widened their eyes in astonishment.

“Fabian Norton, what do you think you’re doing?” Vivian finally snapped.

with shame and anger. For a moment,

not get over what he saw yesterday

afraid of people judging you after all the

since they got on the plane. “What I do

not the one

and her

she came with him on a

to shame her and torture her for the pain she had inflicted on him. All he

arrived in Q City, Fabian made Vivian attend a business meal with him, knowing full well that Vivian hated

table, she naturally became the center of attention. Each of the business partners took turns to toast to Vivian, but Fabian did nothing about it. Even Vivian herself lost count of how many shots

you have such a cute secretary!” Mr. Hark exclaimed as he eyed Vivian from top to toe. He was in his forties and was a chief editor from another company. Vivian lowered her head awkwardly,

like,” Fabian replied with an easy laugh, without even explaining that Vivian was not

Fabian. She could not

Norton. You must be kidding!”

want. Just take this as a token of

red from the alcohol and shame. She could not believe Fabian used to be the young

a timid young man who would shy away from strangers. But he had changed

if she knew

his eyes and tilted his head. “What are you

she saw Mr. Hark smiling creepily at her. She was utterly disgusted

Hark, here’s to our successful collaboration,” Vivian said coldly. Forcing a smile on her face, she