Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 514

Looking around herself, Vivian was aware that the crowd has gone from bewildered to entertained. The mocking gazes bore into her head, causing her to feel as if she were a paid actress whose purpose was to put up a scene. The look in Finnick’s eyes frustrated her even more.

If I continue playing this game with him, I might lose up to a couple of hundred thousand. And he surely isn’t worth it.

Regaining her senses, Vivian clenched her teeth and put down the paddle in her hand, resentment coursed through her veins. Forget it! I’ll let him have his way. So what if he got the ring? As long I don’t care, it doesn’t matter.

After Vivian backed down, this round of bidding ended, closing the curtains of the “play” starring her and Finnick, allowing the ring to end up in Finnick’s hands with a sky-high price of three million.

The auctioneer had a hard time concealing his smile as the gavel hit the table for the third time, calling this round of bidding to an end. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined a simple ring as such could win such an extravagant bid. The auctioneer’s eyes shone just by thinking about how much commission he would be receiving.

round, causing the crowd to redirect their attention towards the auction. Even so, Vivian could still hear soft mutterings from the crowd, all of which consisted of speculations about her relationship with Finnick. Some even

as she was consumed by blinding rage. Her original intention was

if Vivian were to leave before the auction ended. Unwilling to cause another ruckus, and to save Benedict from any unnecessary troubles, Vivian

event ended, Vivian turned to Benedict, “Sorry Ben, I’m gonna head out. There’s something I need to do,” she mumbled. She had no intention of staying there

that was one of the reasons he brought her there today. Ever since they had decided to let her come out to the public as

He knew the incident earlier had taken a toll on her. It’s probably best for her to leave. It’s not like she can get her head

Benedict smiled. “Don’t stay out

that, Vivian got up and

in an attempt to shake off what had happened in the auction. Even so, she still felt suffocated. Finnick. Ex-wife. Divorcée. Three million. Those words repeatedly played in her head, causing Vivian to feel as if she’s slowly losing her mind. Without a doubt,