Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1257


    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1257


    “Ms. ckwood, I’ve also found the answers you seek. The other party is led by Yvette, a popr


    celebrity in film and entertainment,” the informant reported.


    “Yvette? That woman who’s rather close to Fabian?” Lyna snorted. “Who would have guessed that a


    foolish woman like her had the gall to do something like this. If I can find her, surely Fabian can do the


    same. Oh, a miserable fate awaits her. Hahaha!”


    Lyna had pegged Yvette as nothing but Fabian’s ything. She held the greatest contempt for the star


    actress. Both of them might have practicallymitted the same crime but, to Lyna, she had done it for


    a much nobler cause. Once she had Hannah eliminated from the equation, then she would be the


    Norton family’s rightful daughter-inw. As for Yvette? She was nothing more than one of Fabian’s filthy


    rags.


    “Alright, that’s all. You can go now,” Lyna gave the informant a wave, motioning him to leave.


    But that person had no intention of leaving. He just stood there in front of Lyna, and she was getting


    irritated.


    “What are you still standing there for? I told you to go. Do you understand me?” Lyna was already quite


    furious. Her own ns failed time and time again, and she had to watch Fabian and Hannah show their


    affection in public that day.


    Even a subordinate was going against her. Fed up, sheshed out at the informant, pouring out her


    dissatisfaction, and even went as far as to pick up a teacup on the table and smash it onto the floor.


    The man quickly turned sideways when he noticed Lyna’s fury. He hesitated whether he should bring


    up the issue on his mind. Eventually, he spoke, “Miss, about the payment…”


    He did not go on. He just looked at Lyna as he waited for her answer.


    Lyna only got angrier at his request. You’ve done such a shabby job, and I don’t even know if Fabian


    would find out about me, yet here you are asking me about payment? Are you incredibly bold or


    incredibly foolish?


    Those were her thoughts, but she kept them to herself, because she knew she would need more help


    market, and by then she would have nothing to gain.


    “What’s the rush? I’m the sessor of the ckwood Group, do you think I’ll withhold your money?


    You may leave now. I’ll transfer the money to your ount in a few days,” Lyna muttered impatiently


    and showed the man out the door.


    At Fabian and Hannah’s marital home.


    “Fabian,e here.” As soon as Fabian opened the door to the house, he heard Hannah calling his


    name, albeit vaguely. She was obviously drunk, her speech reduced to incoherent slurs.


    Fabian resisted a giggle, and for a moment he thought Hannah should probably build up her tolerance


    to alcohol. But then he changed his mind. Hannah’s my wife now, why does she need to do that? I


    suppose this is fine too.


    With that in mind, Fabian strode towards the master bedroom.


    “Fabian, listen to me carefully. Right here is a bucket of chicken soup. I want you to drink it all! To the


    veryst drop! Do it, otherwise…”


    Fabian had just arrived at the doorway when he heard Hannah’s demands. He grimaced. The door of


    the bedroom was left open. Fabian stepped in and surveyed the room.


    In Hannah’s hand was a bottle of wine. She was holding it in front of Helen, with one hand on her hips.


    She slowly pronounced her next few words, “Otherwise… Ho! Ho!”


    Fabian froze, suddenly at a loss for words at the sight of Hannah’sical posture and inarticte


    ramblings. Silly woman. Emboldened by liquid courage, haven’t you? Looks like you should refrain from


    drinking alcohol in the future.


    Fabian strolled towards them and snatched the wine bottle away from Hannah’s hand. He said to her,


    “Alright, you’ve had too much to drink. You should take a rest.”


    Exactly as Fabian had predicted, Hannah was hammered. But would drunk Hannah behave simrly to


    normal Hannah? Yeah, right! Before drinking, she belonged to the Earth. After drinking, everything on


    Earth belonged to her.


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    “I… I… I’m not drunk! Don’t touch me!” Hannah eximed when Fabian snatched the wine bottle away


    from her. She pointed a finger at Fabian, wobbling unsteadily.