A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 102

Chapter 102 Destruction

Tristan was naturally not a fool, given the success he had achieved.

He knew the only way he could go against Finnegan was by holding Bernice hostage.

If he revealed Bernice’s location, his battle against Finnegan was as good as lost.

“I hope you can keep enduring this!” Finnegan tightened his grip, suffocating Tristan. The latter’s countenance was turning green as his limbs flailed about in the air.

Even still, Tristan refused to budge. “K-Kill me… i-if you d-dare…”

The bodyguards and members of the Chomsky family watched anxiously from afar.

“Release my uncle immediately! Otherwise, there will be severe consequences!”

“We are the Chomsky family! You can’t afford to offend us! Set him free right now and beg us for mercy!”

“If you don’t let him go right now, we’ll call the police!”

Without warning, Finnegan waved his left hand, shooting dozens of almost imperceptible needles at

everyone.

His needles hit the Chomsky family members, the bodyguards, and even the housekeepers cowering at the corner.

Aside from Arlo, who was curling up at the side wordlessly, everyone collapsed.

Fear crept into Tristan’s eyes as he witnessed that scene.

However, that also strengthened his resolve to hold onto Bernice as his last bargaining chip. “Finnegan, you… better…”

Finnegan didn’t want to waste any more time and tightened his grip again.

Tristan couldn’t speak, and his face had turned purple. He looked as though he would die at any moment.

“Where’s Bernice?

Tristan’s brain had begun to lose oxygen and he was blacking out, but he still resisted stubbornly.

passed out due to a lack of oxygen without revealing

ground with a scowl and pressed a few spots on the latter’s body with his

toes.

Tristan promptly opened his eyes and yelled in pain. Clearly, he

face contorted as his veins bulged unnaturally.

Finnegan? Make it stop!” He kept hitting himself as though trying to reduce

forment.

“I merely increased your sensitivity to pain by dozens of times.

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anymore! I want to die!” Killian screamed in a hoarse voice on the second floor at that

moment.

acting

at that moment were the

of pain, Alisha tensed up. “What did he

his chin and strode into the mansion. “Looks like I need to spice things

if you dare touch Killi, Finnegan!”

he resumed shrieking in pain.

on

pain, Killian roared at Finegan, who

up by the throat

down and panicked. “What

grew even more anxious. “Stop,

without hesitation. “Both of you are together

from the second floor and he broke his leg again. He

in

next to Killian, and tapped a few spots on the

even louder than before. Due to his hoarse voice, he sounded more

to endure the intensified

roared, “Bernice is indeed in my hands, but you’ll never get anything from me! Either you

that what you

dare,

realized that unless he surrendered, Tristan would carry Bernice’s location

grave

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