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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the Chomsky family’s b*dyguards easily and they

a few meters away from Tristan and the others, the Chomskys’

was flabbergasted by Finnegan’s power, for the b*dyguards he paid a hefty

himself. “Are you Finnegan Larkin? Quite a fighter, I see. But, what a pity, connections and wealth are what make the world go round

answering Tristan, Finnegan continued to

against being reckless. Even if you clone yourself a hundred times,

make his

still

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

halted in his tracks.

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

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

Surprise clawed

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up

throats when they took in

a

them, slapped Tristan. Tristan spat out a

snarled, “How

Smack!

side of his face, making him lose another

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time, Tristan fell to his right from the force and

dare you hit Mr. Chomsky?

that, the bottom of a shoe appeared in front of him, and

just healed broke

The latter held his head and hastily retreated, no longer as confident as he

kill

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

the ground before glancing at

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

and left equally swiftly.

on his feet, he bellowed, “Finnegan Larkin, you’re a lunatic! I’m going to

was feeling a tinge of regret-he should have gotten