Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 1434

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1434

Hannah nodded in agreement. Ever since her return, Natasha had offered to help her move and, hence, had never gotten around to meet their senior editor. That certainly would not do, for it would leave a bad impression.

After some consideration, Hannah said, "Oh, that's a good idea. We can clean up your desk while we're at it, so that it's ready for you tomorrow."

She rose from her seat, and then addressed both Natasha and Xavier, "Alright, we're leaving."

Hannah led them to the shop entrance. Xavier, who was walking behind the two women, checked his wristwatch for the time. He frowned. Apparently, it was getting late. If he insisted on following Hannah, she would not be pleased. He supposed it would be better for him to excuse himself than to make her resent him.

At the entrance of the shop, Xavier had the sense to stop there and bade farewell to Hannah. "Ms. Young, I enjoyed our dinner together. I do look forward to the next occasion," he said.

After they parted ways, Xavier got into his car and barked instructions at his assistant. "Get to Hannah's neighborhood now. I want you to purchase the house right opposite hers. No, scratch that. I'll do it myself."

The assistant almost fell out of the driver's seat when he heard that. Excuse me? What are you playing at this time, Mr. Jackson?

Xavier's assistant considered the order, and then proceeded to ask his boss, "Mr. Jackson, don't we have a contract to sign?"

"Shut it, will you? Didn't you hear me? Can't you see what's at stake here? There's always time to make money later, but if I lose sight of the woman I love, I don't know when I'll get another chance!" Xavier could not help but roll his eyes at his assistant as he lectured him. What a fool! This brat almost cost me the greatest happiness of my life!

"Y-Yes, Mr. Jackson!"

The assistant obeyed with a silly smile on his face. He then turned the steering wheel around and drove the car onto the road.

"Mr. Jackson, you really don't have to deal with such a minor issue yourself. Why don't you leave it to me? In the meantime, you can head over to the other place and get the contract signed," the assistant suggested boldly.

He and Xavier used to be classmates. He was just as capable as Xavier in getting things done, if not more. So, he did not think Xavier had anything to worry about.

But once the words came out of his mouth, Xavier hit him hard on his head and berated him, "Forget about the contract! If I don't seize this opportunity to pursue Hannah, Fabian might get the upper hand. How can I relax at a time like this?

"You, on the other hand, can't do anything right! I'm convinced that if it weren't for you, I would have won Hannah many times over. You give me so many bad ideas! Gosh, it's like you're a jinx or something!" "I... I swear, Mr. Jackson, I do not mean anything else. I have been serving you faithfully from the get-go. I should at least deserve credit for my efforts, right? What I suggested, you see... I believe it works on any girl..." Xavier's assistant began.

He sounded aggrieved, but before he could finish what he wanted to say, Xavier flicked the back of his head again. "Use your head, will you? Do you think I'd fancy just any other woman?"

"Of course not, sir. You're right. I just..."

"Ah, damn it!"

Unsurprisingly, Xavier whacked his assistant one more time. "What the heck is wrong with you? Just take me there already! Or should I get someone else to do your job?" "I'm on it, sir!"

Xavier's assistant grimaced. Darn, I shouldn't have said all that.

But Xavier knew that his assistant was just giving him good advice.

However, since the subject matter involved Hannah, he could not take it as a joke. He had to be cautious when making his next move, so he decided to take on the task personally.

"Mr. Jackson, we're here," the assistant reminded Xavier as he slowly parked the car in front of an apartment building.

Xavier nodded, opened the car door, and got out of the vehicle. He had barely embraced the fresh air outside when he spotted a white Lincoln parked just a short distance away. His eyes narrowed at the sight. Huh? Could that be Fabian's car?