Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 22

Mr. Norton?

Vivian’s eyes flew open to see a familiar figure on a wheelchair.

Her eyes widened immediately. “F-Finnick?”

Am I dreaming?

Finnick studied her from head to toe, taking in her flushed face, sparkling eyes and body-hugging outfit that brought out her beautiful curves.

Her beauty irritated him.

Who would go to work in that outfit? No wonder she attracts so many perverts!

Finnick ignored Vivian completely and glared at Mr. Hark.

Mr. Hark had wanted to slap Vivian, but Finnick popped out of nowhere and grabbed his wrist.

Finnick was wheelchair-bound, but it did not hinder his movements at all. His height advantage made the maneuver as easy as if he had been able-bodied.

Finnick was a prominent figure in the magazine industry, which was why Mr. Hark recognized him immediately. The fat on his cheeks trembled as he stared at Finnick in shock and forced a smile onto his lips. “Mr. Norton? W-Why are you here?”

Finnick’s gaze was colder than ice, yet Mr. Hark was sweating as though he had been standing under the sun.

Mr. Hark’s hand aside and took out a piece of tissue paper to wipe his hand down. With

out of his drunken daze, Mr. Hark scurried off

…

still brooding over what he saw in the corridor. His phone suddenly rang, jolting him out of his

trying to get me killed?” Mr. Hark

Fabian was caught

me that Vivian William was attached

“What?”

you mean ‘what’? Finnick Norton came just before I got what I wanted! Why didn’t you tell me more about that woman? I would have avoided her

skidded to a

Finnick’s here?

did he come to

Are

bark at him, but he no longer had the

had not made his true identity as part of the Norton family public, hence he regularly

finally took out his phone again and gave Vivian

finally went through, but the voice that greeted

“Hello?”

and he ended the call without hesitating for even a

a long moment before bursting into maniacal

I know that voice!

It’s Finnick, isn’t it?

me