Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 1382

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1382

Erupting with rage, Lyna kicked the bench over and stormed off.

She only took two steps before her phone rang, leaving her with no choice but to answer. “Hello? Who is this, and what do you want?”

Her attorney, Mr. Hall’s voice came from the other end. He sounded nervous when he said, “Ms. Blackwood, there are some issues with the contract you sent me.”

“What’s the problem?” Lyna questioned icily. I signed that contract with my own hands, so there shouldn’t be any issues.

“The contract you sent me is a copy,” Mr. Hall squeaked.

“Huh? A copy? Then where’s the original?” Lyna hissed.

She had arranged for one of her henchmen, someone completely trustworthy from the company, to send the contract over. So how could this happen?

“Your guess is as good as mine.”

Mr. Hall paused as if readying himself to deliver the final blow. He eventually continued with a quivering voice, “T-There’s another issue with this contract… It states that you’ve transferred your shares over to Winson, and not the other way round.”

Lyna’s face darkened. “What!”

Could it be that someone around me is secretly a mole who swapped the contract from right under my nose?

This explanation made sense to Lyna, who hung up and was ready to call her most trustworthy henchmen. She was going to have them investigate the person who copied and delivered the contract. However, just as she swiped down her contacts list, the phone rang once more.

“M-Ms. Blackwood. Bad news,” the tremulous voice reported.

Lyna’s brows furrowed as she spat, “What are you stammering about? Speak up! Tell me what went wrong.”

“Fabian found out… He figured out all of those who were on our side, and now they’ve turned their backs against us.” It became excruciatingly clear that Lyna’s previous warnings were all for naught.

“Well, spit it out then and tell me who are the traitors!”

Yvette! That’s right. I can still go to her, but… what will I tell her?

Then it hit her. Lyna shot off the ground and sprinted for her room. She recalled tricking Hannah into signing a weaponry inventory list. Lyna had no reason to fear Fabian as long as that piece of paper was still in her hands.

Lyna dug around frantically, rattling and tossing the items in her drawer until she finally found the paper she was looking for wedged between the pages of a book.

A long sigh escaped Lyna’s lips as she clutched onto the flimsy sheet of paper. At this point, she was no longer sure whether she was considered fortunate or not.

Regardless, she couldn’t help but gratefully plant a big fat kiss on the inventory list. Then, she unfolded the paper but felt like it looked a little different than she remembered.

She ran back immediately to pick up her phone. Her finger swiped on the screen before tapping hastily onto the translation app. She had never paid much attention back then during her scholarly days, so she desperately resorted to this app now.

“What?”

After reading the translation on the phone, Lyna nearly fainted as the paper turned out to be a receipt for a hamburger-and-coke set for the price of five.