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

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

paid a hefty sum to hire were all like paper soldiers

Tristan was still the man who had singlehandedly brought his family to its glory, so he quickly recomposed himself. “Are you Finnegan Larkin? Quite a fighter, I see. But, what a

Finnegan continued

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

continued to make

still

hit 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

halted in

he whipped out a gun to

out what was going on, scorching pain coursed

Surprise clawed

Smack!

up

and Oscar’s throats when they took in the scene.

a

close to them, slapped Tristan. Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood with two teeth, and his

“How da-”

Smack!

of his face, making him lose another three

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same time, Tristan fell to his right from the force and knocked his head.

you hit Mr. Chomsky? You’re dead meat!”

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

just healed broke again, and he screeched

latter held his head and hastily retreated, no longer as confident as he

still had a lot 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 you come after my family, you’ll have to pay a big

Tristan to the ground before glancing at Killian, who was in the

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

and left equally swiftly.

a lunatic! I’m going to kill your whole family

a tinge of regret-he should have gotten rid of

not be caught defenseless like this and go through such humiliation.

you need me to do,

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