Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 162

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 162

Finnick edited his text: I can do you a favor, but I want you to behave yourself in return. Do we have a deal?

Vivian was rendered speechless the moment she read his reply.

Can you please put that aside for the time being? Let’s talk about it in the evening, okay?

In the end, she replied as she pursed her lips: Shall we cut the crap and get to the point? Are you doing something behind my back? Is that the reason you want me to stay away from you?

She noticed she had gotten increasingly courageous. Perhaps she was the only one who dared to talk with Finnick in such a manner.

Although Vivian’s reply sounded provocative, Finnick didn’t seem to be bothered at all.

Nevertheless, he couldn’t wait to figure out Vivian’s response. Therefore, he checked his upcoming schedule before texting Vivian an address through WhatsApp.

Vivian, who had received the address, brought herself up and showed her colleagues her phone in an arrogant manner. “Everyone, I managed to figure out the whereabouts of Yasmin and Finnick!”

couldn’t believe Vivian managed to get her

and held Vivian in between her arms firmly. “Vivian,

as she tended to her task, “I’m sure she has gotten her hands on the intel through some

hands on Finnick

Finnick, whom they looked up to, was her beloved husband. Otherwise, the news would make it to the headline and

just yet. She tilted her head and asked, “Vivian, where are they? Are you sure

the office cast a skeptical gaze at Vivian, focusing intently as they couldn’t wait to

brush them off and told them, “A-Actually, my husband is

Her colleagues decided to let her off the hook upon

departed with Sarah after she found Ken, the photographer. They headed over to the

City. Usually, artists from various walks of life would gather around at the said exhibition hall. Yasmin was there for the production of Finnor Group’s

in

exhibition hall. Everyone was engaged with their respective tasks as deafening and rhymical music could be

hair drooping from her shoulders. Turning her busty figure and pouting her crimson lips from time to time, she would pose as the photographer’s assistant instructed. Occasionally, she would shot

sexy woman. Sarah narrowed her eyes and nudged Ken to stay

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