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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bodyguards easily and they fell

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

a hefty sum to hire

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

answering Tristan, Finnegan continued to

but I’ll warn you against being reckless. Even if you clone yourself a hundred times,

to make his

still

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

halted in his

eyes, and he whipped out a gun to point it at

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

Surprise clawed

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up

throats when they took in

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Tristan. Tristan spat

snarled, “How

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face, making him

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fell to his right from the force and knocked his head.

you hit Mr. Chomsky?

shoe appeared in front of him, and

broke again, and he screeched in pain.

ambled over to Tristan. The latter held his head and hastily retreated, no longer as confident as

lot of money to spend. If Finnegan were to kill him

his collar and dragged 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

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

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

came and left

Tristan 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

was feeling a tinge of regret-he should have gotten rid of Finnegan. before demolishing his house.

he would not be caught defenseless like this and go through such

you need me