Never Late, Never Away Chapter 198
Just as they were about to leave, Benedict blurted, “She’s your wife, isn’t she?”
Vivian and Finnick turned around. Finnick glared at Benedict icily for a moment before replying, “Yes.”
As Finnick turned around to leave, Vivian thought she heard Benedict snort. His words, however low, were audible. “She’s not even close to Evelyn.”
Evelyn?
Evelyn Morrison?
Vivian froze in her tracks. However, she was pulled away by Finnick before recovering from the shock.
Walking away, Vivian wondered what Finnick’s relationship with Benedict was. How did Benedict know about Evelyn? Were they friends in the past? Did Benedict love Evelyn just as Finnick did?
When Benedict mentioned Evelyn earlier, Vivian glimpsed the hints of sorrow in Finnick’s eyes. He must have missed her dearly.
She couldn’t help asking, “Finnick, who is Benedict? Why do you dislike him?”
pretended that he didn’t hear
back to the auction hall and sat with Fabian at a
the hostility of the neighboring women’s glances thrown in
in front of her. He noticed her,
by dazzling lights as the
all the philanthropists and socialites. And with a booming announcement, the auction started. “Let the auction
donation was the first to be auctioned. It was a
auctioneer, Vivian finally got to know the mysterious man’s identity. He was Benedict Morrison, the eldest heir of the Morrison family. Which meant that he
tone when he
diamond embedded in it. Specially customized, the jewel craftsmanship is of impeccable artistry. In loving memory of the late Ms. Evelyn Morrison, Mr. Morrison’s younger sister, he has decided to auction it, knowing that
Xavier and Finnick frowned upon seeing the fountain
Evelyn…
was soon lost in his
her twelfth birthday as an encouragement
fond of the pen that she
off