Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 21

Vivian forced herself to stay calm as she asked, “You’re going to the bathroom too, Mr. Hark?”

“Of course not…” Mr. Hark slurred, scooting over to her. Vivian recoiled at the alcoholic stench that his body emitted. “I’m here for you…”

Vivian almost puked at the sound of that.

You’re here for me?

You could almost be my father at this age!

“That’s really funny, Mr. Hark,” Vivian said, giving him a strained smile. She put a hand against the wall and tried to walk towards the ladies’ bathroom, only for him to grab her by the arm.

“Hey, Ms. William… Don’t you like me?” Mr. Hark drawled.

Of course not!

Vivian resisted the urge to snap at him for the sake of her job. “Mr. Hark, you’re drunk.”

“Haha! It doesn’t matter! I can still have my way with you!” Mr. Hark sneered, moving over to pin Vivian against the wall with his large belly. “I’ll show you just how good I am in bed!”

Vivian glared at him and started to struggle against him. “Hey! Watch your words, Mr. Hark!”

Her struggling irritated Mr. Hark, and his smirk turned into a scowl. “Stop resisting, Vivian William! The Chief Editor practically handed you over to me!”

an explosion had gone off in Vivian’s head, and she could only stare at

Hark growled, pressing his face against hers. “The Chief Editor agreed to all of this, so you’re just a gift from the

her arms relaxed out of grief,

what happened two years ago, but why would he do something as despicable as

I just a

see a familiar figure at the other end of the

It’s Fabian!

come after her as he

suspicious of Mr. Hark since he caught the latter eyeing Vivian throughout their meal, and his anxiety only mounted when Mr. Hark followed Vivian out just shortly

before him

practically squashing Vivian’s tiny frame against the wall, yet Vivian stayed still, as though she had given Mr. Hark permission to treat her as

could feel his blood

the hell are you not

Do you have a fetish for old, slimy men like Mr.

Hark away from her, but her lack of resistance disappointed

the point of helping you

thing for those old geezers? Won’t I

around and left the scene

of hope appeared when

subordinates to other people as gifts,

her mouth to scream for help, Fabian had already