A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 202 Shall We Make A Bet

The banquet was nearing its end.

Except for those close to the Caulder family, the rest of the guests bid farewell one by one.

“Finnegan, most of the guests have left. Where’s your birthday gift?”

Myla, who had long wanted to embarrass Finnegan, chose this moment to speak up.

Everyone at the table, including Trey, gave Myla a sympathetic look.

Through their experience, anyone with intentions toward Finnegan would end up at a disadvantage.

Sasha and Mandy felt this most deeply.

However, Myla, not knowing much about Finnegan, seemed persistent. “It doesn’t matter if you didn’t prepare one. Anyway, saving my grandfather is more valuable than any birthday gift. It’s fine if you lack sincerity.”

Despite saying that, she didn’t bother hiding the mocking smile that spread across her lips.

Finnegan gave her a speechless glance.

She had an attractive appearance and figure, with a particularly charming and elegant temperament.

Unfortunately, she was a little arrogant, and that made people uncomfortable.

Thinking to himself that appearances can be deceiving Finnegan decided to give Myla a lesson. “Ms. Caulder, I indeed have prepared a birthday gift. It’s not just any gift as it outshines all the gifts given by everyone else. I daresay it’s the best in the world. Do you believe me?”

Myla’s face showed even more disdain.

“Finnegan, did you rely on your eloquence to gain my grandfather’s favor?” she sneered.

“It seems you don’t believe me!” Finnegan feigned displeasure.

Myla had no idea that Finnegan was trying to trick her, so she nodded honestly. “I believe you when you say you’ve prepared a gift, but I don’t believe you when you say your gift will outshine everyone else’s as it is the best in the world!”

Finnegan’s expression darkened. “Do you want to make a bet? If I were boasting, I’d do whatever you say. However, if it is the opposite…”

At this point, Finnegan leaned in a bit, whispering words audible only to Myla.

Myla’s face instantly turned beet red. “Shameless man!”

Finnegan spread his hands. “It seems you do not dare to accept my bet.”

just made, Myla couldn’t care less about her upbringing and manners. She only wanted to see Finnegan lose face. “If the birthday gift you present

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family is over, and there

you’re afraid I’ll cling to the

that Myla was getting a bit too

and others at the table sighed inwardly, thinking that

with Finnegan but didn’t

Myla’s own business, and they all tactfully chose to be

“What, are you

be collecting

up and

guests had already left, leaving only Gilbert, Winston, and

him approach the main table, Timothy whispered to

it matter? He’s just a guy without background,

the main table.

Winston, and others stood up and greeted, “Mr.

from Desmond, Bruce wore a complicated expression.

for Millicent and Timothy, it felt like an unreal dream.

understandable, but why was the older generation also

simple favor, i it? Uncle’s family wouldn’t use Finnegan

outcome was something

small box about the size of a child’s fist

your presence at my birthday banquet is the greatest gift.

should take the gift back. Saving my dad is already the

Caulder, Mr.

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today. Feeling slightly tipsy, he got

persuaded, “Treating Old Mr. Caulder’s illness is Finny’s duty as a doctor, and giving a

for Old Mr. Caulder. It wouldn’t

Soren’s face showed hesitation.

took the small box. “All right, I’ll accept

that moment, Myla walked over and asked, “Grandpa, what

wore a stern expression.

Caulder, it’s fine.” Finnegan took over the conversation. “Ms. Caulder, if you want to look at it, go ahead and open it. It can also be

was taken aback.

thought it was some

Bruce stood up, his body trembling profusely