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

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

paid a hefty sum to hire were all like paper

Finnegan Larkin? Quite a fighter, I see. But, what a pity, connections and wealth are what make the world go

Finnegan continued to amble toward

I’ll admit that you seem capable, but I’ll warn you against being reckless. Even if you clone yourself a hundred times, you won’t be able to hold your ground against me with the

to make his way toward Tristan.

still

“I’m giving you a chance now, Finnegan,

in his

look flashed past Tristan’s subordinate’s eyes, and he whipped out a gun to point it at Finnegan. “Stop right

He waved his right hand, 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

Surprise clawed

Smack!

up

Oscar’s throats when they took in

a

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

“How

Smack!

face, making him lose another three bloody teeth.

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right from the force and

you hit Mr.

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

ribs that had just healed broke again, and he screeched in

and hastily retreated, no longer as confident as he was earlier. “Hold

of money to spend. If Finnegan were to kill him like the lunatic he was, he would not

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

ground before glancing at

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

came and left

got back on his feet, he bellowed, “Finnegan Larkin, you’re a lunatic! I’m going to kill your whole family and tear you to pieces!

he was feeling a tinge of regret-he should

not be caught defenseless like this and go

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