Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 86

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 86

It was supposed to be a grand party that day, yet it was ruined by someone putting up such a photo. Whether the purpose was to humiliate the Norton family or Vivian, the act itself was preposterous.

Mr. Zane nodded, “Yes. The culprit is the fiancée of your grandson, Ms. Miller.”

Hearing the name of the culprit did not surprise elder Mr. Norton. Rather, he scoffed upon hearing that name, “As I’ve expected. I’ve suspected it since the beginning. That girl ain’t no saint. She’s a troublemaker.”

Mr. Zane chipped in blankly, “Perhaps it has something to do with the relationship between Ms. William and your grandson back in their university days.”

Nodding in admission, elder Mr. Norton sighed, “Both nephew and uncle ended up falling for the same woman. Us Norton family are to be blamed too for instigating such a thing.”

“But Ms. William is the only lady that has attracted the attention of your second son. No matter what, I’m sure you will continue to support their relationship.” Mr. Zane had been the confidant of elder Mr. Norton for many years and could obviously understand the latter’s thoughts well.

“You’re right.” Rubbing his tired eyes, elder Mr. Norton continued, “As for that nuisance surnamed Miller, go and inform Fabian about her nefarious deed.”

“Don’t you want to personally dal with her?”

“Meh, a mere wildling? She’s not worthy for me to personally make a move.” Sneering, elder Mr. Norton pointed out, “If Fabian can’t even manage his own woman, then he is not worthy to be a part of the Norton family.”

“Yes, I understand.” Acknowledging his orders, Mr. Zane left the study.

As elder Mr. Norton walked to his bedside, he looked out the window at the moon. His mind suddenly remembered the scene on the dance floor, where Finnick was actually smiling happily while dancing with Vivian. His wrinkled, frowning face softened.

How many years has it been… Since I last saw Finnick smiling like that?

I guess God answered my prayers to let Finnick meet a woman who can finally make him laugh again.

Right now, his only wish was for both of them to produce an offspring soon.

As elder Mr. Norton was worrying about them both, the amorous, fiery passion in the room upstairs had cooled off.

Finnick was sitting on his chair. Propping his head against his hand, his eyes were closed as he rested.

Even though it was late into the night, Vivian kept tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep. After a long silence, she meekly voiced out, “Finnick, I can’t seem to sleep. Shall we have a chat?”