Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 1381

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1381

"Who knew that the sly Lyna would be outwitted in the end. I guess what goes around comes around, eh?" Jason snickered. Fabian's eyes narrowed. Is this punk indirectly calling me a sly fox too?

"Alright, you played a crucial role in this matter, so..." Fabian opened his drawer and took out a velveteen box. "This is for you."

Jason's eyes twinkled. What's this? Fabian is rewarding me!

After prying open the delicate box, the first word that slipped out of Jason's lips was, "Huh?"

Inside the box was a watch. Of course, it wasn't any ordinary Swiss watch but a Patek Philippe. Those were highly sought after and worth a great deal of money as they had an exclusive market. However, Jason already owned one.

His feet shifted awkwardly. "Uh, Fabian? Could I maybe... get a different gift?"

"Oh? Are you sure?" Fabian asked.

"Here, take a look at this." Jason extended his arm before Fabian, displaying the equally brilliant Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.

To this, Fabian smiled before saying, "Alright then."

Deep down, Fabian sighed amusedly at the young and unknowing Jason. He then reached out to retrieve the gift.

Just when Jason was about to place the velveteen box into Fabian's palm, he suddenly stopped.

Something's off. How could Fabian not know that I have a Patek Philippe? Unless... there's something unique about this one?

With that thought, his arm recoiled as he said to Fabian, "Nevermind, I'll keep it. How could I refuse after you went through so much trouble to prepare this gift?"

Fabian nodded approvingly at this. "That's my boy. The ninth generation of Patek Philippe is not that easily attainable, after all."

Jason's blood ran cold once those words registered in his head. Holy shit! This is the ninth generation Patek Philippe?

There are only three ninth-generation Patek Philippes in the world, one of which was acquired by the king of Beskary. Then Branson Dale, "the King of Watches," snatched up the second watch. So that must mean that my watch... is the third and last of its kind?

Realizing this, Jason felt so giddy that he almost rushed forward to plant a big slobbery kiss on Fabian. Thankfully, he was sensible enough to resist.

Right after he excused Jason from the office, Fabian's trusted aide reported back immediately.

So all of this is Yvette's doing.

Fabian's dark eyes narrowed as a stiff smile crept up his face. Such wishful thinking. Did you really think that the George you've recruited is strong enough to go against me? A Nation's finance genius? Fabian snorted through clenched jaws. George is just some mentally disabled child who doesn't even understand the basics of stock market traps. Bold of that small fry to assume that he can survive in the ocean-like Chanaea. He should scurry back to the little puddle where he came from.

Meanwhile, George sat wide-eyed and trembling before his computer. "H-how can this be? This can't be true! It's not true!"

George had tampered with Phoenix Group's stock market, causing the prices to rise a bit before plummeting drastically. The drop cost Fabian nearly three billion worth of losses. However, the prices suddenly soared again, which should have been impossible. George was dumbfounded and enraged as he exclaimed his disbelief.

"What the hell is going on?" Lyna's voice grew louder from the other room.

She had heard his uninhibited wails and raced over to check on the situation.

Impatient panic sizzled in her as she ordered, "Speak up, you imbecile!"

Not receiving a response from the frazzled George, Lyna fumed even more as she shoved him aside to look at the computer screen.

This...

"What the hell are you doing? You said you could make him lose three billion in a day! Why aren't you delivering the results as promised? Why are the stock prices rising instead of decreasing?" Lyna yelled at George.

That was the most crucial step in defeating Fabian. If they couldn't sap five billion from Fabian, then there was no way that Lyna could drive him to bankruptcy.

"I-I swear it was..." George was speechless as his head pounded with endless questions.

"You worthless piece of scum! What was the point of recruiting you all the way from Lightspring if this is all you're capable of?"