Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 199

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 199

Upon seeing Benedict walking toward the stage, the auctioneer beamed. “Let’s welcome Mr. Morrison!”

The ladies sitting below the stage swooned collectively at Benedict’s incomparable charm as soon as he went up the stage.

Glancing at Finnick’s direction, Benedict began, “I believe that in times of need, helping the poor should be a priority, and that priority should come above all personal needs, which includes keeping the pen for myself as a memory of my dear sister. Knowing that she will gladly approve of my action today,I cannot tell you how much peace

and comfort that brings to me upon parting with this pen.

”

Rounds of applause erupted inside the hall.

After Benedict went back to his seat, the auctioneer announced, “Alright, let’s begin with the auction! The minimum bid is a hundred thousand!”

The exquisite pen shimmered under the incandescent lights of the hall as if it had not aged with time at all. The nib was made of pure gold, thus making it perfect for signing with great flow. Imagine how impressive it would be to sign company agreements with the magnificent pen.

The audience began to bid.

“One hundred thousand!”

“One hundred and fifty thousand!”

“Two hundred thousand!”

The bidders seemed very intent on getting the fountain pen because it was the first item to be auctioned.

Finnick’s clenched fists were sweating profusely. He had been doing a good job of holding his emotions in until everyone started bidding for the pen with excitement.

It was his! It could only belong to him! Finnick was sure that Evelyn would disapprove if her favorite pen was to end up with a stranger. He couldn’t let it happen!

Uncertain of Finnick’s next move, Xavier and Vivian turned to look at him.

Vivian was in a dilemma. She hoped that Finnick wouldn’t bid for the pen, but that would mean that he didn’t place great value in relationships.

Previously, Finnick got so furious at Vivian for merely admiring Evelyn’s crystal necklace that he had been treasuring for years. What would Finnick do now that Benedict was auctioning Evelyn’s pen!