Chapter 12 Separate Ways

“You idiot, are the gears in your head rusty? I can’t believe you didn’t take the opportunity despite how initiative Rhia’s senior was!”

“Mom, I’m not interested in her in that way. You can’t force me to go. Also, I’m going to the Zimmerman residence for dinner tonight, so I’m not free.”

“I don’t care. You’ll have to take action when you treat her in the future. Hurry up and get into an official relationship with her.”

“Finny, your mother is right. With our family’s terms, we can’t be picky. Don’t miss the opportunity if she’s interested in you.”

Rhiannon told their parents about what happened between Finnegan and Lindsey the moment they reached home. In response, Desmond and Quiana berated him.

It was only when evening came did Finnegan leave home to go to the Zimmerman residence for dinner.

“Parents who force their children to get married are terrible,” Finnegan commented under his breath while he was on his way to Xendale.

He had already refused to work as Bernice’s assistant in Firebird Group, so he could not refuse to have dinner with her too.

By the time he reached Xendale, the sky was almost completely dark. Once the security called the Zimmermans to ensure that they were expecting a guest, the security let Finnegan into the neighborhood.

Vroom!

Right as he was about to reach the Zimmerman residence, the engine sounds of a sports car came from behind him. A Maserati was speeding over, and Finnegan was sure the driver was driving faster than eighty kilometers per hour.

The driver only spotted Finnegan when they were dozens of meters away from him. Hastily, they slammed their foot on the brakes and honked at him.

The corner of Finnegan’s lips twitched. “What the hell? Do the rich not care about human lives?”

Are they really driving that fast in a neighborhood with speed limits of twenty kilometers per hour?

But the car was meters away from Finnegan by then, so there was no time for Finnegan to do anything but dodge to the side. As he was too close to the side of the road, his clothes were

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torn by the branches of an ornamental tree.

The sports car zoomed past him and finally stopped dozens of meters away from him. There were even skid marks on the road.

look crept onto Finnegan’s

his place, they would have been run over

to the car, a stack of cash was thrown out

you walk next time. This is for your clothes.” With that, the driver started the car again and

walked over to pick up

car was no longer anywhere to be found. “She has no regard

Finnegan suppressed his displeasure and continued

as he pressed the doorbell, Bernice opened the door for him.

sight of Bernice, and the frustration he felt

belt on her waist. Her outfit accentuated her already-perfect body. She was also wearing a pair of light blue heeled sandals, which

with her graceful demeanor, was a

she realized Finnegan was staring at her,

and she sounded

he had lost his composure, Finnegan cleared his throat and said,

“You don’t need to be so polite. You can just call me by my name. Come in. My parents are waiting for

nervous about seeing Finnegan. When she turned around, she twisted her

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react as he lunged forward to circle his arm around her waist

turned redder as her

arms, and he had completely forgotten that he needed to let

“You guys…”

look for them, saw

had never seen Bernice being so intimate with

Bernice snapped back to their senses and quickly parted. Nervously, Bernice explained, “Mom, it’s not what you think.

nearly fell, and he caught you?” Jennifer parroted

were hugging each other! What

figured that Jennifer had misunderstood the situation.

cleared his throat and said, “Um, let’s bring this inside.”

“Yes, let’s

smile and asked, “What do we do? My parents think that we’re in a relationship

less knew Bernice, so he teased, “So

What?

hot, and her cheeks were rosy. She spun around

as he

Larkin, your

Jennifer was about to call the rest to the dining room, she realized there was a tear in Finnegan’s clothes.

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