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

meters away from Tristan and the others, the Chomskys’

he paid a hefty sum to hire were all

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

Finnegan continued to amble

against being reckless. Even if you clone yourself a hundred

make his way toward Tristan.

still

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

in

look flashed past Tristan’s subordinate’s eyes, and he whipped out a gun to point it at Finnegan. “Stop right there!”

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

Surprise clawed

Smack!

up

when they took in the

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to them, slapped Tristan. Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood with two teeth, and

“How

Smack!

of his face, making him

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to his right from the force and knocked his head.

hit Mr.

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

ribs that had just healed broke again, and he screeched

retreated, no longer as confident as

of money to spend. If Finnegan were to kill him like the lunatic he

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, Finnegan kicked Tristan to the ground before glancing at Killian,

house for three days and three nights. He also has to

came and left equally swiftly.

bellowed, “Finnegan Larkin, you’re a lunatic! I’m going to kill your

a tinge of regret-he should have gotten

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