A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 162

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 162

Finnick edited his text: I can do you a favor, but I want you to behave yourself in return. Do we have a deal?

Vivian was rendered speechless the moment she read his reply.

Can you please put that aside for the time being? Let’s talk about it in the evening, okay?

In the end, she replied as she pursed her lips: Shall we cut the crap and get to the point? Are you doing something behind my back? Is that the reason you want me to stay away from you?

She noticed she had gotten increasingly courageous. Perhaps she was the only one who dared to talk with Finnick in such a manner.

Although Vivian’s reply sounded provocative, Finnick didn’t seem to be bothered at all.

Nevertheless, he couldn’t wait to figure out Vivian’s response. Therefore, he checked his upcoming schedule before texting Vivian an address through WhatsApp.

Vivian, who had received the address, brought herself up and showed her colleagues her phone in an arrogant manner. “Everyone, I managed to figure out the whereabouts of Yasmin and Finnick!”

Everyone was dumbfounded because they couldn’t believe Vivian managed to get her hands on the duo’s whereabouts.

Sarah was the first one to return to her senses. She rushed over and held Vivian in between her arms firmly. “Vivian, you’re awesome! I believe you’re the most capable one in the industry!”

On the other hand, Shannon scoffed as she tended to her task, “I’m sure she has gotten her hands on the intel through some means that’s exclusive to the capable ones like her. Perhaps she has seduced a few of her informants again. Am I right, Vivian?”

Actually, Shannon is right! Even the Senior Editor can’t get their hands on Finnick and Yasmin’s whereabouts! How did Vivian get her hands on it?

Naturally, Vivian couldn’t tell her colleagues the almighty Finnick, whom they looked up to, was her beloved husband. Otherwise, the news would make it to the headline and put the news of Finnick and Yasmin to shame.

Sarah refused to give up just yet. She tilted her head and asked, “Vivian, where are they? Are you sure it’s from a reliable source?”

Everyone in the office cast a skeptical gaze at Vivian, focusing intently as they couldn’t wait to figure out the truth.

The helpless Vivian tried to brush them off and told them, “A-Actually, my husband is a staff of Finnor Group. Hence…”