Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 198

Just as they were about to leave, Benedict blurted, “She’s your wife, isn’t she?”

Vivian and Finnick turned around. Finnick glared at Benedict icily for a moment before replying, “Yes.”

As Finnick turned around to leave, Vivian thought she heard Benedict snort. His words, however low, were audible. “She’s not even close to Evelyn.”

Evelyn?

Evelyn Morrison?

Vivian froze in her tracks. However, she was pulled away by Finnick before recovering from the shock.

Walking away, Vivian wondered what Finnick’s relationship with Benedict was. How did Benedict know about Evelyn? Were they friends in the past? Did Benedict love Evelyn just as Finnick did?

When Benedict mentioned Evelyn earlier, Vivian glimpsed the hints of sorrow in Finnick’s eyes. He must have missed her dearly.

She couldn’t help asking, “Finnick, who is Benedict? Why do you dislike him?”

that he didn’t hear

hall and sat with Fabian at a few rows

sitting beside her, Vivian could sense the hostility of the neighboring women’s glances thrown in her

his place at the row in front of her.

dazzling lights as the auctioneer was welcomed

philanthropists and socialites. And with a booming announcement, the auction started. “Let the

the first to be auctioned. It was

identity. He was Benedict Morrison, the eldest heir of the Morrison family. Which meant that he was Evelyn Morrison’s elder brother—Vivian realized

tone when

the jewel craftsmanship is of impeccable artistry. In loving memory of the late Ms. Evelyn Morrison, Mr. Morrison’s younger sister, he has decided to auction it, knowing that his sister will

Finnick frowned upon

Evelyn…

lost

a gift from him to Evelyn on her twelfth birthday as an encouragement for

fond of the pen that she refused to

that Benedict would auction off the pen