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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swept past the Chomsky family’s bodyguards easily and they

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

he paid a hefty sum to hire were all like paper soldiers before a road

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 pity, connections and wealth are what make the world go round nowadays. Don’t

answering Tristan, Finnegan continued

if you clone yourself a hundred times, you won’t be able to

make his

still

you a chance now, Finnegan, to get on your knees to apologize and treat Killi. If you

halted in

then, a vicious look flashed past Tristan’s subordinate’s eyes, and he whipped out a

numerous needles shot out, burying themselves into Tristan’s subordinate’s body. Before he could figure out what was going on,

Surprise clawed

Smack!

up

throats when they

a

Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood with two

snarled, “How da-”

Smack!

face, making him

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right from the force and

“How dare you hit Mr.

front of him, and Finnegan’s

healed broke again, and he screeched in pain.

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

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

Tristan’s cheek to humiliate him, he gritted out, “Feel free to come after me if you can do that, but

glancing at Killian, who was in the intensive care

days. to get Killian to kneel before the ruins of my house for three days and three nights. He also has to cut

left equally

Larkin, you’re a lunatic! I’m going to kill your

regret-he should have gotten rid of Finnegan.

would not be caught defenseless like this and go through such

there anything else you need me to do, Dr.

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