A Touch of Sweetness
Chapter 483

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 483

Hmph. She swore to toss out every single thing related to Vivian from the villa the day she gottogether with Finnick.

Evelyn settled her own emotions before she made her way back downstairs.

Mrs. Filder approached the moment she saw Evelyn. “I've done exactly as you've asked, Ms.Morrison. Please do not forget what you've promised me.”

Evelyn looked askance at her. “Relax, I won't.”

That's the problem with these people. Just a simple request and all of them expect some kind ofreward.Given as lowly as they are, they should feel honored that they were even called upon.

“You have to replace a way to get me abroad, Ms. Morrison. I'm afraid to stay on as I don't know if andwhen Mr. Norton will replace out.”

Mrs. Filder was a nervous wreck. Mr. Norton has always been sharp. I don't think he could bedeceived so easily.

She was reluctant to even consider getting involved if not for the generous terms Evelyn was willingto offer, as she had been around Finnick long enough to know what he was capable of.

"Yeah, yeah,” Evelyn replied in mild annoyance. “One more thing. Stop saying such things. If neitherof us breathed a word about it, how is he to ever replace out? I'm warning you, should we bediscovered, you'll be dealing with me first.”

“Understood, Ms. Morrison. My lips are sealed.” Evelyn's threat had the other woman on edge.Evelyn then waved her away. “I'll get you what you deserve as soon as possible. You may excuseyourself now.”

"Yes, of course,” The jittery Mrs. Filder responded with caution before she took her leave.

Just then, the phone in Evelyn's hand rang.

“Come back here.” Evelyn recalled the housemaid. She dared not pick up. As this was Finnick'sphone, she might give things away if she did. “Answer it.”

Mrs. Filder appeared apprehensive as well when she turned to see the phone Evelyn extendedtoward her. She had butterflies in her stomach, unsure as to how she should respond if the callcame from Finnick himself.

"Well, get on with it!” Evelyn shoved the phone directly into the woman's hands when she saw thatshe was not responsive. “And watch what you say,” she cautioned.

Mrs. Filder swallowed hard before she swiped the call through.

"Hello, may I know...” she asked cautiously.

“It's me, Mrs. Filder.” It was Finnick’s voice on the other end. “Did I leave my phone at home?”

"Yes, Mr. Norton, you did.” She tried to steady her own voice. “Would you like for me to send it overto you?”

"Yes, sorry to trouble you.”

“It's no problem,” Mrs. Filder replied.

"Okay." Finnick ended the call with that. Mrs. Filder ran a hand over to wipe the cold sweat from herforehead.

Evelyn gave Mrs. Filder a look of approval when she took the phone back. She went on to erase alltraces of the calls from Vivian.

Once this was done, she passed the phone back. “Run along and get this to Finnick before he getssuspicious. Remember to keep your cool around him,” she said.

“Okay.” Mrs. Filder nodded. With phone in hand, she put on her shoes and scurried out of thehouse.

All alone with the villa to herself, Evelyn surveyed the interiors.

“Such poor taste,” she said as she twitched her lips in disapproval. She started to think about howshe would refurbish the place to her own liking when she moved in.