Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 753

Vivian did not take Ms. Booker’s comment to heart. She already knew that Larry was smart, and he learned things very quickly. Of course, he got this trait of his from Finnick. However, as to what job he would like to take up in the future, that was for him to decide after he grew up. Larry would have his own path in life, thus she should not interfere when he was still unable to make a decision.

Hearing Ms. Booker’s compliment, Larry did not seem to be pleased. His attention was no longer on drawing. Instead, his thoughts were filled up by his Daddy and Mommy.

Sometimes when Vivian was not at home, he would beat around the bush and try to learn more about his father from Benedict. Naturally, Benedict would not disclose anything. And when Larry became too persistent, he would educate the little boy with a stern face and lecture him that children should not be too nosy.

Larry did not dare to press on further whenever Uncle Benedict, who usually adores him, became cross. Nevertheless, from his mother and Uncle Benedict’s reaction, he could easily deduce that they both disliked his Daddy.

One time he overheard the conversation between his Mommy and Uncle Benedict. He remembered hearing the latter mention something along the lines of his Daddy abandoning him and Mommy. That was the reason why they came to live in A Nation.

only met Finnick a few times, Larry firmly believed that his Daddy was not someone who would just abandon his own wife and child like

Daddy, he did not know that I was his son. He only thought that I was a random lost child. But he was very kind and

his age. From an early age, he had already witnessed the arrogance of the higher-ups in a company – they were

not someone who would do such an abominable act. There had to

it seems that their misunderstanding is still not

much. Every day, he yearned to go and meet him. Yet Daddy didn’t even know who he was,

this situation continued, Larry did not know when he would get to see his father. But what is the best and

etched itself upon Larry’s cherubic face. The little boy was considering his options solemnly. Looking at his focused expression, Ms. Booker thought that he was

in his hand for quite some time. Ding! A lightbulb went on his head. I have an

Can you make me some, please?” Larry pleaded