Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 280

Vivian’s eyes were reddened and her tone had already softened, but she still wouldn’t meet Finnick’s gaze. “Let’s go downstairs. We shouldn’t keep Grandpa and the others waiting.”

Finnick felt bad seeing Vivian’s sorrow written all over her face.

Still, it wasn’t the time to talk about such things. They had to go downstairs since everyone was waiting for them.

Once they got downstairs, Vivian noticed the sheer number of guests.

News of elder Mr. Norton’s birthday celebration had gotten out, and plenty of people had arrived to give their blessings.

Everyone who was anyone in Sunshine City had made an appearance, much to Vivian’s surprise.

The crowd was full of smiles as they exchanged glasses of wine and chatted with each other.

The Norton Residence, which had always been rather quiet, was bustling with life after the arrival of these guests.

Vivian wasn’t that used to such a lively atmosphere. Having to constantly put on a bright smile despite her bitter mood drained her immensely.

As she watched Ashley chat happily with other guests, she felt even worse.

Occasionally, Ashley would glance at Vivian with eyes full of mockery and self-satisfaction.

Finnick’s gaze never left Vivian. Even while he was in a conversation with someone else, his

her expressions was laced with exhaustion

toward Vivian and asked her in a low voice, “Vivian, do you not like

home first? I’m not used to being

eyes lit up as he thought about the phone call he just received whereby he was informed that everything was ready. “Okay, we can go. I want

Take me somewhere?

places Finnick had ever brought her to. If it wasn’t an auction, then it

Come on. Can I just go

Finnick cut

What a bossy guy!

all these phonies even less, so she ended up agreeing to Finnick’s

his grandpa that he had some business

of this opportunity, alright? I can’t wait to

grandpa’s approval, he and Vivian

on in the car, only casual talk but nothing

the car sped on steadily, the passersby

said, “We’re

city was lit up brightly as if it were telling its own story. The autumn night sky was still bright enough for them

of the car,