Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 414

A warm voice comforted her that instant. It assured her that everything would be okay, but she could not make out the mysterious person. Who was it? She wondered. It must be Benedict. He was the one who rescued me. He was always there for me when I needed help.

“Benedict…” Vivian was determined to make sure. Thus, she called out his name weakly. She wanted to open her eyes, but she could not open them no matter how hard she tried. Even if she did, the dizziness would instantly envelop her.

Benedict noticed Vivian’s lips were moving, but he could not hear what she said. Thus, he assured her loudly, “Vivian, it’s Benedict. Can you hear me? Hold on for a bit. I’ll take you to the hospital right away!”

So it was Benedict. Vivian relaxed as she knew she was in good hands before falling into darkness.

Meanwhile, in Finnor Group’s office.

Finnick’s eyebrows knitted as he hung up the call once again. What’s going on with Noah? Why isn’t he in the office nor is he picking up my calls?

He called Ms. Leigh, who was standing by the door. “I have something urgent to speak with Noah. Could you please find him?”

“Huh?” Ms. Leigh couldn’t help but wonder. That’s weird. The president would usually contact Mr. Lotte personally. Why did he need me to do so this time? Doubts aside, I should do what the president asked. “Yes, I’ll give Mr. Lotte a call right away.”

not answering his phone, so could you please think of other ways

nodded and left

out that Mr. Lotte wasn’t answering his phone, but this was not a difficult

and Twitter that said, Mr. Norton needs Mr. Lotte in his office urgently. Everyone, please inform Mr. Lotte to see Mr. Norton at

down. As the saying goes, many

enough, Noah rushed in breathlessly after fifteen minutes. Seeing that he came, Ms. Leigh gestured at the office

flashed her a grateful smile and composed himself before

that you were looking

didn’t you pick up my calls?” Finnick asked

I lost my phone. Thus, I bought one just now. However, my phone’s SIM

behind his disappearance. “Could you send me client details I told you to arrange earlier? I

me a moment, Mr.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

asked as he continued scanning the

would like to see