Chapter 33 Eight More Days

“Boss, Finnegan’s here!”

The second Finnegan stepped into General Hospital, Tristan’s subordinates immediately received news about it and hastily reported it to their employer.

Tristan, who was speaking with Oscar in the ward, froze.

Once he came back to his senses, he leaped to his feet and said, “He’s at the hospital?”

“Yes! He should be in the elevator by now.”

Tristan’s heart sank. “What do we do, Mr. Goldberg?”

Oscar’s senior had yet to arrive, and with how powerful Finnegan was, they might be defeated if Finnegan were to attack them right there and then.

Oscar consoled, “Don’t worry, Mr. Chomsky, it’s broad daylight right now, and we’re in the hospital too. He won’t dare to do anything he pleases.” After a pause, he speculated, “Maybe he’s worried that you’ll go after his parents next after demolishing his house, so he has come to beg for mercy.”

“Argh!”

Right as those words were out of Tristan’s subordinate’s mouth, fighting sounds and pained. shouts echoed in the corridor.

Tristan tensed up and hurried out while Oscar asked Tristan’s subordinate to wheel him out as well.

It was then they saw Finnegan fighting Tristan’s dozens of bodyguards. Yet, those trained and. well-paid bodyguards could not stop Finnegan’s advancement at all as they fell one by one like domino blocks.

In no time, half of them were immobile on the ground.

Tristan narrowed his eyes. “Is that Finnegan Larkin?”

He had heard Finnegan’s name five years ago. In fact, he was the one who pulled strings to get the school to kick Finnegan and Desmond out. However, it was Tristan’s first time seeing. Finnegan in person.

He could not imagine how the young Finnegan was capable of incapacitating Oscar.

With hatred, Oscar glared at Finnegan and hissed, “That’s him!”

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swept past the Chomsky family’s bodyguards easily and they fell one

from Tristan and the others, the Chomskys’ bodyguards were slumped on the ground

hefty sum to hire were all

I see. But, what a pity, connections and wealth are what make the world go round nowadays. Don’t you fear bringing doom to you and your family by

answering Tristan, Finnegan continued to amble toward the latter.

Even if you clone yourself a hundred times, you won’t be able

Finnegan continued to make his way

still

Tristan, and he said in a louder voice, “I’m giving you a chance now, Finnegan, to get on your knees to apologize and treat Killi. If you do that,

in his tracks.

and he whipped out a gun to

was going on, scorching pain coursed through his body. With a cry of pain, he collapsed onto the ground. and started convulsing, foam coming out of his mouth.

Surprise clawed

Smack!

up

when they took

a

had come close to them, slapped Tristan. Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood with two teeth, and his cheek swelled immediately.

“How

Smack!

face, making him lose another three bloody teeth.

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right from the force and knocked his head.

hissed, “How dare you hit Mr. Chomsky? You’re dead meat!”

front of him, and Finnegan’s foot landed on his chest. Oscar fell along

that had just healed broke again, and

hastily retreated, no longer as confident

kill him like the

dragged Tristan toward him. As he slapped Tristan’s cheek to humiliate him, he gritted out, “Feel free to come after me if you can do that, but if

the ground before glancing at Killian, who

“You have eight more days. to get Killian to kneel before the ruins of my house for three days and three nights. He

came and left

his feet, he bellowed, “Finnegan Larkin, you’re a lunatic!

a tinge of regret-he should have gotten rid

caught defenseless like this and go through such humiliation.

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