Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 779

Benedict decided that he would simply reveal the truth, and in doing so, quell the police chief’s intention of ingratiating himself to him.

“Ah, please thank your chief on my behalf, but it was actually a child’s shenanigans that brought about the misunderstanding of a kidnapping case. I apologize for the inconvenience caused.”

Benedict smiled at the three police officers. After that, he observed their expressions closely and awaited their reply.

“Oh, so it was your child’s shenanigans from the very beginning. In that case, I truly have to laud his intelligence and courage.” The police officer in the lead had no other recourse but to offer some compliments in hopes that the situation could be salvaged upon seeing that there was no hope for collaboration this time.

“No, no, he’s nothing special.” While Benedict knew that Larry was indeed extraordinarily smart, he also knew that those words were mere flattery.

Nevertheless, he still looked at the three of them with a bright smile as he then said, “Well then, I’ve still got some business to attend to, so…”

The message behind his words was clear as day – he wasn’t interested in a collaboration and was currently swamped, so they should excuse themselves.

After all, he couldn’t be too blunt because they were all in the corporate world. Otherwise, he would be criticized by others.

“Oh, sure. Do get on with your work, Mr. Morrison. We’ll be leaving first. Please excuse us.” The police officers knew that he had no desire to work with them, so they decided not to tarry and overstay their welcome.

glance at them, Benedict walked over to his table and took something before

to help Vivian move house today, so he drove back home after

do now that you’ve gotten back with Mr.

with Mr. Norton

is the child standing between the two of you your

of questions were directed at

when Vivian was about to put the luggage into the car at the door, she was greeted by the sight of a group of reports charging over and surrounding the

a stand-offish expression, the reporters dared not ask him anything. Instead, they turned their attention to Vivian beside him, who seemed

answer all those questions,

interrogated in such a manner. In his opinion, if he

the reporters became all the more worked up as they hurled out

that, exasperation flooding Vivian and Finnick. Exchanging a look, they both remained

shy to answer our questions, or is it because your

hadn’t planned on saying anything, but the moment he heard a

allowed to simply speculate about my relationship with

his arms and declared, “Vivian Morrison is my