A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 37 Go With His Order

After dinner, everyone went to one of the biggest nightclubs in Jadeborough, Ark Bar.

At almost forty years old, Jessica found such a place too raucous, so she did not tag along.

“Finnegan, I reserved an ordinary booth, but I think it’s too far back and cramped. Shall we change it to a VIP booth?”

Without Jessica there, Dexter started letting himself go. As soon as they stepped into the bar, he acted like he was rolling in money and proposed to upgrade the booth. He was seemingly trying to attract Lindsey’s attention as his gaze shifted to her every so often.

Regretfully, Lindsey’s eyes remained fixed on Finnegan throughout it all. That intensified Dexter’s resentment toward the latter.

Argh! I don’t believe I’ll lose to this toy boy!

Needless to say, Finnegan was all too aware of Dexter’s petty intentions.

Pointing right ahead, he suggested, “Let’s take that one, then. What do you think?”

As Dexter cast his gaze in the direction where Finnegan was pointing; then, the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

That was the best seat in the whole of Ark Bar and came with a minimum spend of a hundred thousand.

Although Rhiannon had never been to a bar, she still had some common sense. She quickly tugged at Finnegan. “Any booth would do, Finn. There’s no need to go for something extravagant.”

Initially, Dexter was still wavering about the matter.

Seeing that, however, he felt that Finnegan was deliberately acting thriftlessly to get a leg up on him. As though he was afraid that the man would go back on his word, he immediately whirled around and beckoned at a server. “We’re canceling the original booth. Get us the VIP booth next to the stage!”

Subsequently, he feigned consideration for Finnegan and asked, “Uh… your family’s relocation funds are probably only enough for a down payment now. Are you sure this is

fine?”

His hypocrisy in asking such a pointless question despite having already ordered the server to make the arrangements annoyed Finnegan such that the man was seized by the urge to beat him to a pulp.

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But as he already had a far more interesting idea in mind, he merely assured him with a grin. “Yeah Let’s enjoy ourselves tonight. The cost doesn’t matter at all.”

“Great! I love decisive people like you! Let’s go over!”

They all went over to the VIP booth and sat down. As per the norm, the spotlights on the stage swept over the booth twice so that everyone in the bar could see the patrons seated there. That provided great gratification to the egos of the group of students who were still in university. They all began putting on airs, acting like heirs and heiresses.

and Dexter to the

interjected, “Tonight’s expenses will be shared between Amelia’s and Rhia’s brothers. Aren’t you all leaving

bright red in mortification. For a moment, the atmosphere turned awkward.

only one to utter smilingly, “Thank

next instant, Xandra drawled scornfully, “Don’t be so hasty, Nancy. Who knows, Ms.

to fork out

four skimpily-dressed beauties sashayed over and lit the candles on the table. A woman with an exquisite figure, who was probably the manager, then proceeded to come over with a menu for

domineering. “There’s no need to look at the menu. Give us two bottles of Louis XIII and a fruit platter. Also, we want a few dozen beers.”

Louis XIII cost over sixty thousand in a bar, and two bottles would add. about a hundred and thirty

up to

with a fruit platter and a few beers, the bill would

raised his hand languidly.

for a while, mistakenly assuming the man was intimidated. “We agreed upon this previously. It’d be a downer if you

seated.”

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Finnegan disdainfully, likewise thinking that he was going back

meaningful smile bloomed on Finnegan’s face. “Who said I’m backing down? I merely feel that it’s enough to drink one type of wine. Otherwise, it’s easy to get drunk.”

all around? If so, we won’t be able to drink a

Louis XIII Supreme per head first. Then, we’ll have

glass of water with

flushed bright red. “Finnegan, Ark Bar

was even more expensive than the Louis XIII he ordered just now, at over eighty thousand a bottle. Even with

were nineteen of them there, and the bill would rack up to over one point five million, excluding

a few mouthfuls. If they were to continue ordering, the

I can foot the bill. You don’t need to

such humiliation. She hastily tugged at Dexter.

“Dexter!”

isn’t enough! Let’s have two

get a leg up on him, so he was determined to stand. his ground.

has been served, and we’ve confirmed the order anyway. There’s still a

Rhiannon panicked. “We’re fine with

that Finnegan was putting on

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