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.

to wipe his hand down. With a disgusted look on his

of his drunken daze, Mr. Hark scurried

…

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

killed?” Mr. Hark yelled the moment he picked

was

William was attached to the

“What?”

what I wanted! Why didn’t you tell

skidded to

Finnick’s here?

did he come

Fabian! Are you

continued to bark at him, but he no

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

space, he finally took out his phone again and

long beeps later, the call finally went through, but the voice that greeted him was that of a

“Hello?”

ended the call

for a long moment before bursting into

I know that voice!

It’s Finnick, isn’t it?

tell me it’s