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Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1021

    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1021


    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1021


    Hannah’s expression grew increasingly somber as she regarded the smiling senior editor.


    She was not sure what Fabian said on the other end that had Bob nodding repeatedly in


    acknowledgment. This went on for a while before he hung up.


    The senior editor reverted to his poker face before he regarded Hannah. “Fabian has initiated a follow


    up interview, and specially asked for you.”


    Hannah looked up and met his stern gaze but was cut off before she could voice her protestations.


    “Get yourself there if you want to continue at thispany!”


    She furrowed. The tone by which this order was issued left her in no doubt that she must abide. “I


    understand.”


    The man’s expression then softened alongside his inflection, “The fate of the magazinepany’s in


    your hands now, Hannah.”


    The woman was oddly vexed as she nodded. She then made her way outside to pick up her backpack


    and camera before she departed. Never could she had anticipated what was toe next.


    “Are you Ms. Young? Mr. Norton’s in the middle of a meeting and will be with you shortly,” Fabian’s


    assistant said cordially as he held her at the door.


    “I can wait.” Hannah returned the smile and went on to make herselffortable at the rest area.


    From where she was at, the entirety of Fabian’s office was visible through the window.


    As Fabian was not fond of vibrant colors, the interior was furnished in shades of simple monochrome,


    and also obsessively clean.


    “Please have some water, Ms. Young,” said the assistant.


    Hannah promptly withdrew her gaze and nodded. “Thank you.”


    “Rx, the meeting should be over soon.”


    “Okay,” she replied staidly.


    She was not worried though, as she had seen worse from Fabian.


    The assistant bowed slightly before he recused himself to attend to his own affairs.


    Hannah thought she might as well took the opportunity to review the questions she needed to askter


    in order to prevent a repeat the same hup fromst time round.


    “Whew…” She exhaled deeply after closing up the document, but there was no notable activity outside.


    A quick nce at her wrist told her that half an hour had alreadypsed.


    Out of boredom, she walked up to the French window to take in the sights beyond which helped


    improve her mood.


    Her thoughts then wandered to that of the rtionship between Yvette and Fabian, and what the future


    might hold for Fabian and herself.


    She did not even realize that the man wasing behind her.


    “A penny for your thoughts?” His deep and husky voice rang up behind her unannounced.


    Hannah was slightly taken aback but promptly regained herposure. She used the same tone in the


    reply. “You could have scared people half to death sneaking up on them like that, Mr. Norton. Are you


    ready for me now?”


    Fabian scoffed as he loosened a button before he strode toward the office.


    Hannah set the camera in position and took her seat opposite him.


    The woman cleared her throat and asked gently, “Were you willing to ept our interview on the


    ount of Ms. Tanner?”


    Fabian’s eyes lit up before he shrugged, “In part, yes.”


    Hannah looked at his face vacuously. It seemed that she had spaced out.


    She was mired with her own thoughts about him and Yvette.


    “Hannah Young!” There was a certain severity in his tone.


    Hannah was made aware of her ownck of professionalism but her brain bailed on her, unable to


    recall what she was supposed to ask next.


    She hastened to refer back to the set of document ced on herp, but only managed to fumble them


    all over the floor.


    There was a cold furrow between Fabian’s eyes as he narrowed them.


    “I’m so sorry,” the woman apologized as she tried to sort out the papers in her hands. She then went on


    to clumsily knock over the ss on the coffee table as she got to her feet. Some of its contents were


    spilled upon the hem of the man’s trousers.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    The annoyance was apparent in Fabian’s eyes. “You should not havee if you aren’t going to take


    this seriously!”
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