A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 77 Conspiracy

“Who would have thought that there was still a complete Long Life Pill in this world? Dr. Cooper, you’re indeed lucky!”

“It’s a pity this young man only has one pill. Otherwise, I would have bought one even if it meant spending my entire fortune. After all, what’s the use of having all the money if I lose my life?”

“Old Mr. Zimmerman’s seventieth celebration is likely to turn into a bittersweet occasion.”

Witnessing Alexander, who was nearing seventy, transform into a man who seemed to be in his early fifties, along with his notably enhanced mental state compared to others his age, the banquet guests could not help but be amazed.

While some admired Alexander, some also sympathized with Bruce.

After all, the Long Life Pill had started out as a birthday gift for him, but unfortunately, he had declined it.

Feeling about ten years younger, Alexander dropped to his knees before Finnegan. “Mr. Larkin, thank you. Thank you!”

The effects of a single pill had extended his lifespan by twenty years. He was at a loss for words on how to convey his gratitude to Finnegan.

Finnegan assisted him in standing up. “Dr. Cooper, there’s no need for you to express more gratitude. Take this as a blessing.”

Bruce’s frustration grew even stronger. He said, “Let the feast begin!”

He was concerned that if the banquet did not start soon, he might become so frustrated that he would faint.

After the commotion, Liam, Queenie, and others had settled down and behaved themselves.

If they had not come forward to question Finnegan earlier, the Long Life Pill would have ended up

with Bruce. They opted to remain silent to prevent Bruce from directing his anger toward them.

Bernice guided Finnegan to a different table, where they joined the company’s high-ranking officials.

While dining. Bernice gently touched Finnegan’s arm and murmured, “Why didn’t you firmly assert yourself when you knew the pill was genuine? Now my grandparents are probably even more upset with you!”

No elderly individuals could remain composed if they were aware that they had missed the chance to appear ten years younger and extend their lives by two decades.

had their minds set. In fact, they might have become more furious. As for their opinions… your grandma’s probably not

intensified, but Bruce was

“So, is it true that you don’t

hushed tone, “Well, that depends on your grandpa’s attitude. If he’s on good terms with me, I may have a pill or two for him. But if he’s still giving me the cold shoulder, he will not get a

understood what Finnegan

manage to rile

hurts, Darling!” Finnegan

earlier incident. Maybe they decided not to bring it up to avoid causing further distress to Bruce. Everyone demonstrated

few elders made their way to Finnegan’s table, offering warm toasts. Though their words were few, their actions spoke volumes.

that they attempted to ingratiate themselves with Finnegan, likely because they believed he possessed

the guests, could not help

understood that breaking Finnegan and Bernice apart would not be a simple task.

Bernice and whispered, “Darling, how about I slip away for a bit? That way, I

sees me.”

in response, “Stay here. My mom discreetly told me just now to bring you home today. She and my dad want to have a chat with you.”

figure out what Patrick and Jennifer wanted to

But I’ll step outside briefly to prevent any further attempts

Bernice

pinched Bernice’s waist, causing her cheeks to blush before standing up and leaving the banquet

observing their interaction, exchanged a knowing look with his

up with an excuse and left the table.

a moment to freshen up. Standing at the sink, he washed his hands and muttered to himself, “Seems like becoming part of the

and Jennifer, the rest of the Zimmermans seemed

parents, the family dynamics made it difficult for them to openly

fazed by the situation.

as Bernice remained resolute about being with him, no one could

permeated the air. Finnegan instantly put his guard up and moved a couple of steps to the

miscalculated her target. A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

in the blink of an eye, her tipsy

use the

eyebrow, recognizing her as the woman who had been sitting with Liam. He also observed that she was not truly drunk, given the clarity in her

side, lifted her skirt, and squatted down. It was an awkward sight