Never Late, Never Away Chapter 473
“Come with me to get tested, Evelyn. Everything will be made clear once you see the results. Please come out…”
Evelyn was seated on her bed in her own room. The ceaseless buzzing, coupled with Vivian’s shrieking, irked her to no end.
Her mood was severe when she summoned the helper. “Get rid of the woman outside. If I still hear her later, you can start looking for a new job!”
“Yes, Miss,” The helper replied before she hurried downstairs.
“Open up, Evelyn. I want to talk to you.” Vivian was still shouting from the other side when the door suddenly swung open.
She tried to squeeze through but was blocked by the helper. “Stop this, Miss. It would be best if you just leave.”
“Please, Ma’am. You have to let me in. I’ve an important matter which I must discuss with Evelyn,” Vivian remonstrated.
“Miss has already stated that I would be fired if you continue to linger here. Please do not make things difficult for me. I beg of you. Leave, or I’ll have no choice but to call for security.”
The helper’s sorrowful expression put Vivian in a dilemma, as she did not want to cause someone else to lose her livelihood. She slowly backed away from the door before she reluctantly turned to leave.
Evelyn watched this from the windows. Her nails dug into her own palms as she glared.
No one knew what wicked scheme she hatched next as Evelyn’s lips curled into a smirk. She picked up her cell phone and dialed a number.
The call got through in no time at all. “I need you to take care of someone for me…”
After she left the Morrison residence, Vivian wandered on the streets, at a loss for where to go.
The only mother she knew had told her that they were not related by blood. Then, Benedict, a brother who she was not able to acknowledge as yet. Without sufficient evidence, she was afraid that even Benedict himself would not believe what she said. And Finnick too. With the tenuous state of their relationship at present, the future of their marriage was up in the air.
The thought of these wrenched at her heart. Tears fell uncontrollably from her eyes. She felt isolated, without anyone to lean on nor pour her heart out to.
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