Chapter 804


    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 804


    Vivian hoped that Finnick could say a few educational words to Larry.


    “Larry, did you know? When a boy ys too much with a girl, he’ll start acting like her too. As in, he


    might not grow up to be a real man.”


    Finnick looked at Larry with a solemn expression. Indeed, what he said wasn’t wrong. Some boys who


    yed too much with girls ended up be slightly feminine.


    However, the main reason Finnick had said that was to warn Larry away from those girls.


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    “But I didn’t go looking for them. They were the ones who came to me.” Larry gazed at his father with


    an aggrieved look after hearing what he said.


    Daddy has misunderstood me.


    Larry cared about his mother the most. If he didn’t grow up to be a real man, he wouldn’t be able to


    protect her.


    Hence, he was slightly disheartened.


    “Alright, we’ll take it as a misunderstanding on your daddy’s part. Since you didn’t go looking for them,


    then you shouldn’t y too much with them either, okay?” Vivian chimed in.


    She knew that it wasn’t very appropriate to forbid her son from ying with those girls, but it was better


    than allowing him to go down the wrong path and getting into a rtionship at such a young age.


    “I’ve never talked to them.”


    Larry was speaking the truth. Indeed, he ignored those girls on a frequent basis. Moreover, although


    those girls approached him, they never spoke to him.


    In fact, they were afraid to do so because of his impassive expression.


    “Mm. Be a good boy in school, okay, little pumpkin?” Vivian didn’t think she needed to say anymore.


    “Okay,” Larry answered her very quickly.


    Vivian felt at ease because she knew her son would be a good boy without her needing to tell him.


    Finnick’s mouth arched into a smile while listening to their conversation.


    Because Larry’s school was quite far from the Norton residence, the car ride was rather long.


    By the time they arrived, it was already half-past eleven.


    Vivian carried Larry down the car and spotted someone waiting for them at the door.


    “Mr. and Mrs. Norton.” The housemaid had been waiting here for a long time.


    Because she didn’t know who the little boy between them was, she didn’t address him.


    “Mm. Where’s Grandpa?” Finnick queried.


    “He’s inside,” the housemaid replied and showed them the way.


    The Norton residence was huge. As soon as they entered the house, Vivian found that it gave off a


    Their house was warm and cozy, while the Norton residence was somber and intense.


    This was probably the difference in taste between the younger and older generation.


    As Vivian spected in silence, she scanned her surroundings at the same time, but there was no sign


    of her grandfather-inw.


    “Where’s Grandpa?” Vivian cast a questioning gaze at Finnick.


    Unlike Finnick, she wasn’t very familiar with Samuel’s habits and daily routines.


    “He’s in the garden.” Then, he tugged Vivian toward the garden with confidence.


    There were only three ces his grandfather could be at home – the study, his bedroom, or the


    garden.


    At this hour, the chances that he was in the garden were the highest.


    Hence, Finnick made a beeline toward the garden.


    Once there, he immediately caught sight of his grandfather sitting on the rocking chair.


    At seventy years old, Samuel had a head of white hair and prominent wrinkles around his eyes.


    His eyes were closed as he took a nap and no one dared to disturb him when he was submerged in his


    own world.


    This ce had be his personal paradise for him to live out the days of his care life.


    “You’re here.” Just when Vivian wanted to continue surveying the ce, Samuel’s voice pierced


    through the silence.


    “Mm,” Finnick responded curtly.


    “Grandpa,” Vivian greeted him respectfully, then nudged Larry. “Quick. Say hi to your great-grandpa.”


    Samuel’s eyes widened in surprise at Vivian’s words. Since when did I have a great-grandson? Why


    didn’t I know anything about this?


    He nced at Finnick, as though asking for an exnation.


    “Great-grandpa,” Larry called out with a broad grin, instantly taking a liking to this kind-looking elderly


    man.


    Samuel hummed in approval, developing a fondness for this great-grandson at first nce.