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

away from Tristan and the others, the Chomskys’

he paid a hefty sum to hire were all like paper

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

answering Tristan, Finnegan continued to amble toward the latter.

if you clone yourself a hundred times, you won’t be able to hold your ground against me with the kind of

to make his way toward

still

a chance now, Finnegan, to get on

never halted in

whipped out a gun

what was going on, scorching pain coursed through his b*dy. With a cry of pain, he collapsed onto the ground. and started

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Smack!

up

and Oscar’s throats when they

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react, Finnegan, who had come close to them, slapped Tristan. Tristan spat out a mouthful of blood with two teeth,

snarled, “How

Smack!

his face, making him lose another three bloody teeth. At

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right

you hit Mr. Chomsky?

a shoe appeared in front of him, and Finnegan’s foot landed on his chest.

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

Tristan. The latter held his head and hastily retreated, no longer as confident as he was earlier.

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

Finnegan kicked Tristan to the ground before glancing at Killian,

my house for three days and three nights. He also has to cut off his

left equally swiftly.

“Finnegan Larkin, you’re a lunatic! I’m going to kill your whole family and tear you

tinge of regret-he should have gotten