Never Late, Never Away (Vivian and Finnick)
Chapter 1435

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1435

"Come on, let's go!"

Xavier somehow had a bad feeling about this. Why is a luxury car like this one parked in this kind of neighborhood? I remember Fabian happens to like this type of cars.

Unless Fabian had arrived one step ahead of him, Xavier could not think of any other possibility. As the thought came to mind, he quickened his steps.

As Xavier walked closer to his destination, he ran into Fabian, as expected.

At that time, Fabian was standing in the corridor, his assistant next to him. The two were engaged in discussion with the resident living right opposite Hannah's unit.

Xavier had a bad hunch about the scene that was taking place before him. He quickly shot a glance at his assistant, and his eyes darkened before he directed a cold gaze at Fabian.

Fabian had yet to notice Xavier's arrival. He was merely waiting in silence while his assistant explained their proposal to the resident. His face was one of confidence with not a single hint of worry. He believed that no ordinary family would refuse the price he offered.

After meeting Xavier's gaze, the assistant understood what he was meant to do. As if on cue, he sprinted forward, walked in front of Fabian so that he reached the resident's other side, and then introduced himself, "Hello, nice to meet you. I'm the assistant to the president of Jackson Group. You can call me Mr. Lockhart."

At that moment, Fabian's assistant showed a hint of dissatisfaction. Why are you stealing my job? Mr. Norton finally assigned a task to me, and you're ruining it! Do you have a grudge against me or something?

But as Fabian's assistant, if his employer had nothing to say about it, he ought not put on an overly tough attitude. Otherwise, he would only dishonor Fabian.

This was not a line he could cross, so he resisted the anger that was boiling from within. He cast a fierce look at Xavier's assistant before glancing at Fabian, hoping to get clued in on his employer's next move At Fabian's orders, he would be more than willing to compete with that intruder. What a joke!

Phoenix Group was the top company in Chanaea, and Jackson Group was out of its league.

Fabian furrowed his brows, his hawkish eyes sharpening with a glacial look. He gave his assistant a nod before turning around to face Xavier.

He had a hunch that since Xavier's assistant was present in the compound, that meant the big man himself was definitely here too. He chortled under his breath. Oh, my. What now? Can't hold back, can you? Want to make this a fair competition?

"Mr. Norton, what a coincidence. Fancy meeting you here. For someone as busy as yourself, I can't imagine you'd come to a place like this. It certainly blows my mind."

Xavier noticed Fabian's chilly, pensive eyes, and brushed it off. Both he and Fabian came from the five prominent families, after all. He was not intimidated at the least. He approached Fabian with a smile. Xavier thought he had hidden his discontent pretty well, but Fabian still managed to see through him.

Fabian shook his head in disapproval, before responding to Xavier in a flat tone, "Ah, Mr. Jackson. This place isn't exactly small, so I wonder what brings you here. Or are you telling me that this place actually belongs to your family, and outsiders aren't allowed to come here?"

Fabian did not mince his words at all. How could he be polite to someone who was constantly plotting to steal his woman away from him?

Xavier could not help but laugh at Fabian's statement while his heart hardened. Wow. Such harsh words, Fabian. Are you afraid that I'll steal Hannah away?

"Oh, Mr. Norton. What makes you say that? It's your dom to go wherever you want. It's just that I hear you've taken to the bottle these days, so I admit I'm a little surprised to see that you're able to replace time to visit this part of town."

Xavier managed to draw blood with every word he spoke. Each syllable was as heart-wrenching as the next.

Fabian later reflected on himself. Indeed, it's true I have some misgivings, but nevertheless those are my private affairs. I don't suppose they have anything to do with you.