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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bodyguards easily and they fell one after another.

a few meters away from Tristan and the others, the Chomskys’ bodyguards were slumped on the ground

paid a hefty sum

its glory, so he quickly recomposed himself. “Are you Finnegan Larkin? Quite a fighter, I see. But, what a pity, connections and wealth are what

of answering Tristan, Finnegan continued to amble toward the latter.

if you clone yourself a hundred times, you won’t be able to hold your ground against me with the kind

continued to make his way toward Tristan.

still

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

never halted in his tracks.

subordinate’s eyes, and he whipped out a gun to point it at Finnegan. “Stop

what was going on, scorching pain coursed through his body. With a cry of pain, he collapsed onto the ground. and

Surprise clawed

Smack!

up

when they

a

Tristan. Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood with two teeth, and his cheek

snarled, “How da-”

Smack!

his face, making him lose another three

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right from the force and knocked his head.

“How dare you hit

said that, the bottom of a shoe appeared in front of him, and Finnegan’s foot

healed broke again, and he screeched in

his head and hastily retreated, no longer as confident as he was

to kill

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 you come after my family, you’ll

ground before glancing at Killian,

of my house for three days and three nights. He also has to cut off his four limbs and donate two billion

came and left equally

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

regret-he should have gotten rid of Finnegan. before demolishing

he would not be caught defenseless like

else you need me to do, Dr. Larkin?”

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