A Touch of Sweetness novel (Finnick and Vivian) novel Chapter 6

Tit's nothing," Vivian stammered out. Hiding the box behind her back, she added, "It's the same color as yours. Err... I'm having a terrible stomachache. I need to rush to the bathroom!"

She did not wait for a response as she fled for the nearest bathroom.

As soon as she was in the privacy of the cubicle, she perched on the toilet seat lid and carefully lifted the lid of the box once again.

Unlike Sarah and the others' silk scarves, there was a bunch of keys in her box instead.

She was still staring at it in dumbfounded shock when she received a message.

Finnick had sent her his home address, which revealed that he was living in the most expensive

villa neighborhood in Sunshine City.

His address and a bunch of keys. He was serious about me moving in to live with him? I guess it's not wrong of him to think as such; after all, we are lawfully wedded to one another. It's normal for us to live together...

Soon after that, she left the bathroom and headed back to the magazine company with Sarah and the rest.

They had managed to get several good shots of Finnick during this interview. However, they did not dare to publish his photo without his consent.

Hence, the chief editor called to ask Finnick if they were allowed to do so.

The chief editor had only done this because he had wanted to try his luck. He did not really expect a positive response. After all, the president of

Finnor Group had always been hiding in the shadows. Agreeing to an interview was already a huge surprise on his end.

To the utter amazement of everyone, Finnick had actually agreed! Immediately, the entire magazine company was buzzing with chatter.

"Damn! The president of Finnor Group is allowing us to publish his photo? Looks like we're going to be famous!"

"Quick, quick! Show us his photo! Is he really as handsome as Sarah claims?"

Previously, Vivian and the others had not dared to show Finnick's photos without his consent. Now that he had given them permission to use his photos, they took them out for public viewing.

All the women in the magazine company squealed and shrieked when they saw his photos.

"Hot damn! He's so gorgeous! Sarah, the way that you’d described him doesn’t do him justice at all!"

"Yeah! None of the celebrities can compare to him! None at all!"

"Hey, why is Mr. Norton's chair so weird? It kinda looks like... a wheelchair?"

Someone had finally noticed the wheelchair that Finnick was sitting in, as a hush soon descended upon them.

Sarah spoke up loudly, "Yeah, Mr. Norton is wheelchair-bound. But so what? He's handsome and filthy rich. To me, that still makes him Prince Charming!"

All the other women fervently agreed, which sent jealousy shooting through their male colleagues. The men scoffed and made disparaging comments. "Who cares if he's rich and handsome? Do you know that nearly eighty percent of men in wheelchairs can’t 'perform' anymore?"

"That's right! Didn't you say that he was already married? His poor wife is probably going to have to remain celibate for the rest of her life."

Cough, cough, cough!

Vivian, who had been quietly listening to their chatter while drinking water, very nearly spat the liquid out. As it was, she choked and started to cough violently.

One of her colleagues moved over to pat her back. "Vivian, what's wrong with you? It seems as though Mr. Norton's charm is just too much for our perpetually calm Vivian too, huh?"

"Yeah, exactly!" Sarah piped up, "You guys should have seen her just now at the interview. She was

so nervous!"

Grimacing slightly, Vivian protested, "Hey, don't speak of such lies! I wasn't the one swooning over him like a fangirl."