Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 63

“You’re back?” Vivian noticed Finnick Norton and scurried out of the kitchen. “Hurry up and clean your hands! I think I made too much. Just finish whatever you can. If you can’t finish them, I’ll pack them up into a bento for you to take to the office.”

“It’s fine,” Finnick replied as he settled in his seat. “I can finish it.”

Vivian did not trust Finnick’s words. The amount of food on the table could feed more than four people. There were only the two of them in the house.

It was soon proven that Vivian had underestimated Finnick’s capacity. For some reason, he seemed to have a voracious appetite that day. Finnick wolfed down everything Vivian prepared.

Vivian was stupefied. She had had many meals with Finnick before but this was the first time she saw him eating so much as if he was a champion at an eating competition.

The next day was Sunday. Vivian spent the whole day researching recipes and preparing food for Finnick.

Soon, it was Monday, and Vivian had to go to work.

Vivian used to enjoy going to work, but ever since Fabian became the Chief Editor, going to work was like jumping into the fierce waters of the Nile river, except that she was drowning in work instead of water.

editor at Glamour Magazine strode to her in a rush. “Vivian, I have to interview someone this afternoon. Sort these

to prepare for tomorrow’s interview later in the afternoon. Is it okay if

reply, Shannon’s voice came out of nowhere in an abrupt manner. “Vivian, is it me or have you been acting funny lately? Pfft, don’t act as if we don’t know your relationship with Mr. Norton. For whom are you putting on

brows at the girl who was on the same rank

about? Looks like someone here doesn’t want to admit it.” Shannon sneered and slanted her eyes at Vivian. “You think all

she unwittingly swept her eyes across the

feel herself stung by a million

very familiar with the glares that she received. They reminded her of the unfriendly stares her lecturers and classmates on

say. Thus, she sat down and swiftly finished organizing the files she was tasked with. Then, with everyone’s attention on her, she strode to

“Come in.”

behind the door. Vivian pushed the door ajar

few seconds when he saw Vivian. The latter hurriedly placed the organized documents on his table. “Mr. Norton, here are the documents you asked for. If there’s

speaking, she turned around and headed for the exit. But before she could reach the door, Fabian’s metallic

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