A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana) Novel

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Eight More Days

“Boss, Finnegan’s here!”

The second Finnegan stepped into General Hospital, Tristan’s subordinates immediately received news

about it and hastily reported it to their employer.

Tristan, who was speaking with Oscar in the ward, froze.

Once he came back to his senses, he leaped to his feet and said, “He’s at the hospital?”

“Yes! He should be in the elevator by now.”

Tristan’s heart sank. “What do we do, Mr. Goldberg?”

Oscar’s senior had yet to arrive, and with how powerful Finnegan was, they might be defeated if

Finnegan were to attack them right there and then.

Oscar consoled, “Don’t worry, Mr. Chomsky, it’s broad daylight right now, and we’re in the hospital too.

He won’t dare to do anything he pleases.” After a pause, he speculated, “Maybe he’s worried that you’ll

go after his parents next after demolishing his house, so he has come to beg for mercy.”

“Argh!”

Right as those words were out of Tristan’s subordinate’s mouth, fighting sounds and pained. shouts

echoed in the corridor.

Tristan tensed up and hurried out while Oscar asked Tristan’s subordinate to wheel him out as well.

It was then they saw Finnegan fighting Tristan’s dozens of b*dyguards. Yet, those trained and. well-

paid b*dyguards could not stop Finnegan’s advancement at all as they fell one by one like domino

blocks.

In no time, half of them were immobile on the ground.

Tristan narrowed his eyes. “Is that Finnegan Larkin?”

He had heard Finnegan’s name five years ago. In fact, he was the one who pulled strings to get the

school to kick Finnegan and Desmond out. However, it was Tristan’s first time seeing. Finnegan in

person.

He could not imagine how the young Finnegan was capable of incapacitating Oscar.

With hatred, Oscar glared at Finnegan and hissed, “That’s him!”

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Finnegan swept past the Chomsky family’s b*dyguards easily and they fell one after another.

By the time he was a few meters away from Tristan and the others, the Chomskys’ b*dyguards were

slumped on the ground behind him, moaning in pain.

Tristan was flabbergasted by Finnegan’s power, for the b*dyguards he paid a hefty sum to hire were all

like paper soldiers before a road roller.

However, Tristan was still the man who had singlehandedly brought his family to its glory, so he quickly

recomposed himself. “Are you Finnegan Larkin? Quite a fighter, I see. But, what a pity, connections and

wealth are what make the world go round nowadays. Don’t you fear bringing doom to you and your

family by provoking me?”

Instead of answering Tristan, Finnegan continued to amble toward the latter.

Tristan’s heart skipped a beat, and he warned, “Finnegan, I’ll admit that you seem capable, but I’ll warn

you against being reckless. Even if you clone yourself a hundred times, you won’t be able to hold your

ground against me with the kind of status I have in Jadeborough!”

Nevertheless, Finnegan continued to make his way toward Tristan.

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A wave of worry hit Tristan, and he said in a louder voice, “I’m giving you a chance now, Finnegan, to

get on your knees to apologize and treat Killi. If you do that, I’ll spare you this time.”

Finnegan never halted in his tracks.

Right then, a vicious look flashed past Tristan’s subordinate’s eyes, and he whipped out a gun to point

it at Finnegan. “Stop right there!”

Finnegan sneered. He waved his right hand, and numerous needles shot out, burying themselves into

Tristan’s subordinate’s b*dy. Before he could figure out what was going on, scorching pain coursed

through his b*dy. With a cry of pain, he collapsed onto the ground. and started convulsing, foam

coming out of his mouth.

Surprise clawed

Smack!

up

Tristan and Oscar’s throats when they took in the scene.

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Before they could react, Finnegan, who had come close to them, slapped Tristan. Tristan spat out a

mouthful of blood with two teeth, and his cheek swelled immediately.

Tristan snarled, “How da-”

Smack!

Finnegan slapped the other side of his face, making him lose another three bloody teeth. At

the same time, Tristan fell to his right from the force and knocked his head.

Oscar hissed, “How dare you hit Mr. Chomsky? You’re dead meat!”

Right as he said that, the bottom of a shoe appeared in front of him, and Finnegan’s foot landed on his

chest. Oscar fell along with his wheelchair.

The ribs that had just healed broke again, and he screeched in pain.

Finnegan ambled over to Tristan. The latter held his head and hastily retreated, no longer as confident

as he was earlier. “Hold your horses.”

Tristan still had a lot of money to spend. If Finnegan were to kill him like the lunatic he was, he would

not rest in peace.

Finnegan snatched his collar and dragged Tristan toward him. As he slapped Tristan’s cheek to

humiliate him, he gritted out, “Feel free to come after me if you can do that, but if you come after my

family, you’ll have to pay a big price for it. Remember that.”

With that, Finnegan kicked Tristan to the ground before glancing at Killian, who was in the intensive

care unit.

He barked out a mirthless laugh and walked toward the elevator. “You have eight more days. to get

Killian to kneel before the ruins of my house for three days and three nights. He also has to cut off his

four limbs and donate two billion to charity. Otherwise, the Chomsky family will be going to hell with

Killian.”

Finnegan came and left equally swiftly.

Once Tristan got back on his feet, he bellowed, “Finnegan Larkin, you’re a lunatic! I’m going to kill your

whole family and tear you to pieces!

At the same time, he was feeling a tinge of regret-he should have gotten rid of Finnegan. before

demolishing his house.

That way, he would not be caught defenseless like this and go through such humiliation.

“Is there anything else you need me to do, Dr. Larkin?”

“No, it’s fine. You can leave now.”

Finnegan asked Mandy to send him to Wharf Street, and he got out of the car when they reached the

junction. That way, he could avoid explaining to his parents about Mandy’s

presence.

When he came to his house, he saw that it was now nothing but a pile of debris. A cold look manifested

in Finnegan’s eyes. “It looks like I went too easy on them earlier.”

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Then, he went to Casper’s place.

Desmond, Quiana, Casper, and Casper’s mother, Jenna, were all sitting in the yard. They were sighing

continuously. “It seems like the Chomsky family won’t let Finny go. What do we do? I hope Finny listens

to me and don’t come back here. We really can’t afford to cross the Chomskys.”

Finnegan entered the house. “Dad, Mom, I’m back.”

They were just in the middle of hoping that Finnegan would flee, but in the next second, their hopes

were dashed.

Quiana blurted out, “Finny, didn’t I tell you not to come back? Hurry up and leave! You won’t be able to

escape when the Chomskys find out you’re back!”

As she said that, she tried to shove Finnegan back out.

However, Finnegan grabbed his mother’s hand and consoled, “Mom, the Chomskys aren’t that

powerful to the point they’re the rulers of this world. I’ll be fine. Also, I’ve already left you all for five

years. From now on, I’m going to be the dutiful son and brother of this family. I’ll not go anywhere

now.”

“But…” Quiana started.

“Mom, I know my limits, so don’t say anything anymore,” Finnegan cut her off. “Let’s pack up. I’ll take

you to the house I bought.”

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Realizing that Finnegan had made up his mind. Quiana wiped her tears and said, “We’ll talk about that

two days later. Your dad has booked rooms in a hotel. It would be a waste if we don’t stay in them.”

Finnegan knew his parents’ thrifty nature, so he did not urge them to move into Dragon Bay right away.

Turning to Casper and his mother, Finnegan then smiled and said, “It’s been a while, Casper, Mdm.

Dickson.”

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