A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

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

meters away from Tristan and the others, the Chomskys’ bodyguards were slumped on the ground behind him, moaning in pain.

Finnegan’s power, for the bodyguards he paid a hefty sum to hire were all like

he quickly recomposed himself. “Are you Finnegan Larkin? Quite a fighter, I see. But, what a pity,

Finnegan continued

against being reckless. Even if you

Finnegan continued to make his way toward

still

he said in a louder voice, “I’m giving you a chance now, Finnegan, to get on your knees

halted in

he whipped

and numerous needles shot out, burying themselves into Tristan’s subordinate’s body. Before he could figure out what was going on, scorching pain coursed through his body. With a cry of pain, he

Surprise clawed

Smack!

up

when they took in

a

they could react, Finnegan, who had come close to them, slapped Tristan. Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood with two teeth, and

snarled, “How

Smack!

face, making him lose

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fell to his right from the

hit Mr. Chomsky? You’re

shoe appeared in front of him, and Finnegan’s

had just healed broke again, and he screeched

and hastily retreated,

of money to spend. If Finnegan were to kill him like the lunatic he

Tristan’s cheek to humiliate him, he gritted out, “Feel free to come after me if you

that, Finnegan kicked Tristan to the ground before glancing at Killian, who was

mirthless laugh and walked toward the elevator. “You have eight more days. to get Killian to kneel before the ruins of my house for three days and three nights. He also has to cut off his four limbs and donate two billion to charity. Otherwise, the Chomsky family will be going to hell

came and left

bellowed, “Finnegan Larkin, you’re a lunatic! I’m going to kill your whole family

feeling a tinge of regret-he should

not be caught defenseless like

you need me