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.

as she sat down, Lesley Jenson, the senior editor at Glamour Magazine strode to her in a rush. “Vivian, I have to interview someone this afternoon. Sort these documents out for me ASAP and send it to

her brows. “Hey Lesley, I have to prepare for tomorrow’s interview later in the afternoon. Is it okay if

it me or have you been acting

brows at the girl who was on the same rank as her

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

at her as she unwittingly swept her eyes across the room. Those eyes

stung by a

reminded her of the unfriendly stares her lecturers and classmates on

lips. She didn’t know what to 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 Fabian’s office and knocked on the

“Come in.”

behind the door. Vivian pushed the

placed the organized documents on his table. “Mr.

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

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