A Healer’s Journey

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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easily and they fell one after another.

others, the Chomskys’ b*dyguards were slumped on the ground behind him, moaning

he paid a hefty sum to hire were all like paper soldiers before a road roller.

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

Tristan, Finnegan continued to

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

to make

still

said in a louder voice, “I’m giving you a chance now, Finnegan, to get on your knees to

halted in

look flashed past Tristan’s subordinate’s eyes, and he whipped out a gun

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,

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throats when they

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

snarled, “How da-”

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other side of his face, making him

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to his right from the force and knocked his head.

“How dare you hit Mr.

front of him, and Finnegan’s foot landed on his

that had just healed broke again, and

held his head and hastily retreated, no longer as confident

were to kill him like the

he slapped Tristan’s cheek to humiliate him, he gritted out, “Feel free to come after me if you can

Tristan to the ground before glancing at Killian, who was in the intensive care

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

left

his feet, he bellowed, “Finnegan Larkin, you’re a lunatic!

of regret-he should have gotten rid of Finnegan.