Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 200

Looks like some feelings are so deep it is just impossible to let go easily. His wife is sitting right next to him, and yet he is so determined to get Evelyn’s pen.

Benedict scoffed and raised his paddle again.

“One million three hundred thousand!”

Hypocrite. You don’t deserve my sister’s pen!

Finnick didn’t give up either.

“One million four hundred thousand!”

Vivian lowered her head, not daring to look at Finnick’s face or the pen. Her bag suddenly became an interesting object to focus on.

Everyone was glancing curiously in Vivian’s direction. Some of them pitied her for being outshined by Finnick and Evelyn’s token of love.

How awkward she must be feeling now.

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the intensifying stares, which would, in turn, draw more unwanted attention to Finnick and Vivian’s relationship, Xavier hurriedly comforted her, “Don’t worry too much, Vivian. It’s all in the past. It’s just a memory—a pen. You

to upset Vivian more. Vivian sighed quietly. What’s with my luck today? First

to bid for his childhood sweetheart’s belongings in front of his wife? Even if it were, Finnick couldn’t care less about it. By pursuing the bid relentlessly, he had put Vivian into a difficult position. But didn’t she love him for

life. She couldn’t possibly blame Finnick for wanting to

his paddle once

five

few seconds of utter silence, the auctioneer

let Benedict get his

He exclaimed, “Two million!”

turned out to be more thrilling than anyone had anticipated. The crowd

hammer again. The auction was unlike anything that he had ever seen in his entire

excitement in his voice any longer, the auctioneer announced, “Going once, going twice,

applause rumbled in

pen and sighed wistfully. Deep down, he knew that

Nice one, Finnick Norton!