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 skies, thanking them for widening their horizons

shared between Amelia’s and Rhia’s

everyone flushed bright red in mortification. For a

utter

hasty, Nancy. Who knows, Ms. Lindsey might

down on others. Just wait and see. I’m not going to fork out at single penny,” Lindsey riposted frankly, not bothering to let her off for saying such a thing.

figure, who was probably the manager, then proceeded to

booth was a hundred thousand, Dexter waved a hand, looking beyond domineering. “There’s no need to look at the menu. Give us

XIII cost over sixty thousand in a bar,

up to

a few beers, the bill would have exceeded one hundred

raised his

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

seated.”

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others eyed Finnegan disdainfully, likewise thinking that he was going back on his word.

face. “Who said I’m backing down? I merely feel that it’s enough to drink one type of

around? If so, we won’t be able to drink a hundred thousand worth of

first. Then, we’ll have three servings of the best side dishes

had just picked up a glass of

was serious, his face promptly 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 a discount, the lowest price would be eighty

them there, and the bill would rack

just a few mouthfuls. If they were to continue ordering, the bill would. balloon up to an astronomical

you can’t afford it, I can foot the bill. You don’t need to pay

humiliation. She

“Dexter!”

boomed, “A bottle per person isn’t enough! Let’s have two

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

been served, and

“We’re fine with just some beer,

Finnegan was putting on an act. Otherwise,

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