Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 25

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Vivian was concerned that Fabian would be annoyed by her sudden departure from Q City, therefore she was surprised when all she heard from him was radio silence.

Soon, the weekend came.

That day, Vivian dressed herself in a wine-red gown that Finnick had prepared for her. She proceeded to put on a diamond necklace and a pair of high-heel shoes to her outfit before walking downstairs slowly.

Finnick had already been waiting for her downstairs, and the sound of her high-heels clicking against the wood of the stairs made him look up. His eyes widened the very next second.

Vivian was prettier than the average girl, but she was never the type to put much effort into dressing up. In fact, she was used to hiding her beauty rather than flaunting it.

As a result, she looked like a shimmering diamond in light makeup and the dress he picked out for her.

Vivian walked over to Finnick and stared at him, wondering why he was being so silent. “What’s wrong? Do I look weird?” she asked bashfully, running a hand through her hair.

That was the first time she wore something like that, and checking its price online did nothing to help with her anxiety.

“No, you don’t,” Finnick said, snapping out of his daze. “You look beautiful.”

Finnick was not one to be stingy with praises, particularly when the receiver was his wife.

Vivian froze.

Did he just praise me?

“Let’s go,” Finnick said, pushing himself to the car on his wheelchair with Vivian following close behind.

They picked a high-end restaurant for their gathering with Finnick’s family.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Vivian alighted from the car as Finnick held her hand. As they got onto the lift, Vivian’s anxiety suddenly mounted. “Finnick… Are your family members… Difficult people?”

“No,” Finnick said. He paused for a short while before continuing, “Though… I’d suggest that you get ready for it.”

Vivian froze for a moment. Before she could ask him what he meant, the lift door opened at their floor.

Vivian ran after him, and they soon arrived at the largest private room at the end of the corridor.

The moment they entered, Vivian noticed an old man sitting at the table. That’s his grandpa!

Vivian gave him a polite smile and walked over to greet him, only to stop abruptly in her tracks when she took a good look at his face.

The man before her had gotten on in his years, yet his eyes were bright and his back was straight. His gaze was stern as he trained his eyes on her, and it made her recoil just a bit in fear.

Vivian had seen that memorable face countless times before, be it in magazines or in the news.

That’s Samuel Norton, the Old Master of the Sunshine City Norton family!

Vivian’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets as she stared at him in shock.

He’s Finnick’s grandfather? Does this mean that Finnick is that mysterious, unknown son of the Norton family?

As the most prominent family in Sunshine City, everyone knew every single detail about their family history. The elder Mr. Norton had one son, who in turn gave birth to two grandsons. However, both his son and daughter-in-law passed away early, leaving their two sons in the care of the elder Mr. Norton.

His grandsons had a huge age gap. The older one was almost forty years old, and his son Fabian Norton was known to the world as the ‘grandson of the Norton family’.

His other grandson was only about thirty years old, but he got into an accident about a decade ago and ruined his health forever. His family sent him overseas and never spoke about him again.

Could Finnick be that mysterious second grandson of Samuel Norton?

Vivian’s face turned pale as a sheet.

She knew that Finnick’s last name was Norton, but she had never put two and two together before. Everyone thought that Finnick got to where he was by his own hard work, and no one guessed that he had the entire Norton family backing him up.

Does that mean that… Finnick is Fabian’s uncle?

Am I living in a drama?

My first love became my brother-in-law, and I’m his aunt now?

“Vivian?” Finnick whispered into her ear as he pushed himself over to her. “You alright?”

“I…” Vivian stammered. “I-I… Finnick? I don’t feel so good…”

Finnick’s eyes darkened before he spoke. “Let’s just get this over and done with. Besides, my brother and nephew is coming soon.”

His nephew is coming too?

Vivian’s face turned even paler at that statement.