Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick) novel Chapter 935

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 935

Paris led Larry into the car, but she then noticed that he merely sat obediently without saying a single word.

He’s very similar to Finnick Norton, both taciturn and somber yet very much capable.

“Which friend’s house are we going to, Larry?”

She actually wanted to ask Vivian this question earlier, but she decided against it since Finnick was right beside her.

Driven by her curiosity, she opted to ask Larry.

“No idea.”

Larry knew that telling lies was bad, but he had no other choice.

After all, Vivian’s whisper in his ear just now was still echoing in his mind. Don’t tell Ms. Houston that it’s your Uncle Benedict’s house.

He really wanted to tell her that they were going to Benedict’s house, but it was out of his hands since he couldn’t go against his mother.

“Never mind, then. Rest for a while first, Larry. It’s still early.” Paris then glanced at the address in her hand.

It seems that the person must be rich to be living in such an area. As negative thoughts popped into her mind, she wondered if the person would despise her.

Meanwhile, the train Vivian and Finnick were on had already passed four stations, so they would be disembarking from the next station.

Vivian was rather excited since she had no idea where the train would lead them to.

The destination didn’t seem to be indicated on the train, and it was also her first time taking the train, so she wasn’t familiar with it.

Finnick was all the more clueless.

“What do you hope the next place will be, Finnick?” Vivian inquired as she looked up at Finnick, who was calm and unruffled, with anticipation written all over her face.

At this, Finnick pecked her on the lips lightly and murmured lovingly, “Whatever you wish for.”

Upon hearing this, Vivian felt as though she had melted into a puddle.

“Alright, let’s alight.”

As she stared at the desolate scenery outside, dread rose within her. When she noticed that she and Finnick were the only ones who disembarked at this stop, her puzzlement deepened.

Why didn’t anyone else alight here? Don’t tell me there’s something bad here?