A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 199 Do You Think I Am Kind

Upon their first meeting, Myla took an immediate dislike to Finnegan.

In the midst of his thoughts, Finnegan immediately understood what was going on.

Keaton had already played the victim first.

However, Finnegan didn’t get angry. Instead, he smiled and asked, “Ms. Caulder, I’m curious, what unsightly thing have I done?”

“The things you’ve done make me sick. I can’t even bring myself to talk about it. Have the decency to leave once you’re done eating!” Myla responded indifferently, taking Keaton’s arm. “Let’s go. Staying with these kinds of people only makes me uncomfortable. Let’s move ahead. I’ll introduce you to a few people.”

Without giving Finnegan a chance to explain, she took Keaton’s arm and left.

The latter turned around, making faces at Finnegan, full of provocation.

Finnegan narrowed his eyes, unwilling to swallow that insult.

As Keaton turned around, Finnegan opened his right hand, revealing two silver needles hidden in his palm.

With a bend of the finger, two silver needles, silent and deadly, were launched, embedding themselves into Keaton’s head.

Keaton, secretly admiring his brilliance, grunted and unexpectedly collapsed on the ground.

Myla asked anxiously, “Keaton, what’s wrong with you?”

“I’m feeling a bit dizzy all of a sudden, probably because I didn’t sleep well last night.” Keaton was somewhat puzzled, rising to his feet with the help of Myla.

With a smile, Finnegan asked, “Keaton, what did you tell Ms. Caulder?”

“It’s none of your-” Keaton turned around impatiently.

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but he found myself speaking uncontrollably, “I told Myla that you conspired with a woman last night to set me up, trying to blackmail me into swindling money. Lalso told her that, because I refused to submit, you beat me up. It was utterly despicable. I then told her to speak with Old Mr. Caulder afterward to not be deceived by you.”

After speaking, Keaton quickly covered his mouth, his face full of surprise. What’s wrong with me? Why did I answer so honestly?

Myla snorted. “Finnegan, why do you insist on making Keaton speak about it? Do you find it amusing to embarrass yourself?”

Finnegan nodded in sudden realization. “I see now what playing the victim is, but it seems more like he’s twisting the facts.

Even though it was Keaton who took advantage of Lindsey, it ended up looking like he was the victim of a

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badger game.

for you, Myla won’t believe you, and neither will Old Mr. Caulder. They trust Myla more than they’d

what you mean by ‘closer to an outsider than to one’s family?” Finnegan

didn’t- Yes, that’s exactly what I just mentioned earlier. Even if I lic, Myla will

that, his face changed

bewildered Myla. “Myla, only said that we are close, but I

was utterly puzzled, wondering why

walked over and asked, “The banquet is about to start.

teased, “Yeah, Keaton, what are you doing here?”

you’ll reveal the truth about last night, so I want to play the victim and

happened multiple

slapped his own mouth. “What’s going on? Why is my mouth running

what did you just

you come to know Mr. Larkin?”

was something unusual about it.

shook his head, “It’s nothing,

he could finish speaking, Finnegan gently coughed. “Yes, how did

voice was as enchanting

to a bar for a drink. I saw a woman who was drunk in the restroom, and I took her back to my car with the intention of

tears welled

and pulled me away and even gave me a beating. That’s why I hold

sentence in one breath, Keaton’s face turned completely pale. “Mr. William, Myla,

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to say. I’ve never done such a

turned to Finnegan and roared, “What have you done to me,

time Finnegan asked him a question, he

supporting Soren as they

reside in the brain. I didn’t do much, really. All I did was

just said wasn’t the truth. You’ve played tricks on me,” spat

me what are your thoughts on Ms. Caulder and the Caulder

changed dramatically

wanted to control himself, but

she is Old Mr. Caulder’s eldest granddaughter.

Keaton burst