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Vivian’s heart skipped a beat at his response.
What do I think? I don’t even need to think about it!
Despite her inner thoughts, she still managed to quirk her lips up in a small grin. “Let me guess… A man with such outstanding achievements as yourself, I’m certain that you’re already married. Am I right, Mr. Norton?”
Thereafter, she avoided his gaze, as guilt crept up on her. In the next instant, she berated herself for feeling so.
Why should I feel guilty? He’s the one who had concealed his real identity from me! He kept pretending that he didn’t know me! I’m not in the wrong here!
Across from her, Finnick took note of the minor changes in her expressions, as her conflicting emotions played out, all over her face.
Almost imperceptibly, his lips twitched upwards.
Even before this interview, he already knew that she would be the one who would be interviewing him. In all actuality, it was probably more accurate to say that he had only agreed to it because he found out that she worked at Glamour Magazine.
time that they had met. In truth, he had seen her three days ago when she was
never seen her before. Yet, somehow, she seemed incredibly familiar to him.
had met her again, this morning, at the Civil Affairs Bureau. The man whom she was supposed to marry had not shown up. He had
that his men had found out, he had approached her and suggested that
tossed the earlier question to her to answer because he wanted to tease her. He had not expected that she
uttered, “Yes, I’m already
said that, his eyes flicked over to
she could respond, Sarah let
already married? Aww, all our female readers are going to be heartbroken!” Sarah sighed mournfully before she perked up and prodded, “I wonder what sort of woman Mr. Norton’s wife is? Is
woman’s arm. That’s certainly not on the list of questions that we
Finnick did not get upset. He smiled
life. Let’s move on to the questions related to the company.” Not wanting to linger on the topic of marriage for too long, Vivian hurriedly brought
few questions were straight to the point, as they were entirely focused on his
session had ended. When it was Vivian’s turn, he paused for a second, his gaze fixed on the ring that she was wearing. His lips curled up into a smirk. “What
bloomed upon her face. She snatched her