A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 966

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 966

This seemed like a fair offer. She had to see some sort of proof, after all. Vivian could not possibly just let Larry die like that. She then decided to walk over and listen to what Evelyn had to say.

“Don’t go, Vivian.” Finnick sensed that this was a ruse and cautioned her against it.

However, Vivian shook off Finnick, who was about to hold her closer to him. She stepped forward, absolutely resolute.

Evelyn looked at Vivian who was slowly approaching, step by step. She was ready to make a move. Finnick immediately issued orders for the bodyguards to shoot on sight at the slightest hint of trouble. The four bodyguards mouthed their understanding.

Vivian was now walking at an elevated pace, anxious to know the whereabouts of Larry. She broke into a near sprint and eventually reached Evelyn. “I’m here. Speak.”

“Well, little pumpkin’s corpse…” Vivian found herself unable to focus as she tried her best not to cry. She was not even asking for much. All she wanted to know was her son’s whereabouts and sincerely hoped that Evelyn would not deceive her.

Just as Vivian leaned in, Evelyn quickly spun her around and pressed a small knife to Vivian’s neck. Finnick immediately raised his gun and pointed it at Evelyn, staring at both of them in shock.

“Evelyn, just what do you think you’re doing?” Finnick looked at Vivian, who stood there shaking like a leaf. One wrong move from him could spell the end of Vivian. The four bodyguards also followed Finnick’s previous instructions, staring at Evelyn intently.

“You’re asking me, Finnick? I should be the one asking you that. We were happy together, weren’t we? Why did you end up choosing this b*tch in the end? Why? Where did I go wrong?”

Evelyn’s words were unpleasant, but there were no tears in her eyes. Perhaps she couldn’t bring herself to cry anymore.

The only thing that fuelled her now was revenge. She had long since given up on her love for Finnick.

“Do you remember how you walked away from me? How you framed me? This was all your own doing,” retorted Finnick. His gaze remained fixed on Evelyn’s hands.