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?”

pretended that he

went back to the auction hall and sat with Fabian at a few

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

taking up his place at the row in front of

lights as the auctioneer

an official speech to welcome all the philanthropists and socialites. And with a

donation was the first to be auctioned. It was a

to know the mysterious man’s identity. He was Benedict Morrison, the eldest heir of the Morrison family. Which meant

explained his wistful tone when he mentioned Evelyn

ordinary fountain pen. Please have a closer look at the diamond embedded in it. Specially customized, 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 certainly approve of

frowned upon seeing

Evelyn…

soon lost

Evelyn on her twelfth birthday as an encouragement for her to get good

of the pen that she refused to let Benedict have a look

Benedict would auction off the