A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 37 Go With His Order

After dinner, everyone went to one of the biggest nightclubs in Jadeborough, Ark Bar.

At almost forty years old, Jessica found such a place too raucous, so she did not tag along.

“Finnegan, I reserved an ordinary booth, but I think it’s too far back and cramped. Shall we change it to a VIP booth?”

Without Jessica there, Dexter started letting himself go. As soon as they stepped into the bar, he acted like he was rolling in money and proposed to upgrade the booth. He was seemingly trying to attract Lindsey’s attention as his gaze shifted to her every so often.

Regretfully, Lindsey’s eyes remained fixed on Finnegan throughout it all. That intensified Dexter’s resentment toward the latter.

Argh! I don’t believe I’ll lose to this toy boy!

Needless to say, Finnegan was all too aware of Dexter’s petty intentions.

Pointing right ahead, he suggested, “Let’s take that one, then. What do you think?”

As Dexter cast his gaze in the direction where Finnegan was pointing; then, the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

That was the best seat in the whole of Ark Bar and came with a minimum spend of a hundred thousand.

Although Rhiannon had never been to a bar, she still had some common sense. She quickly tugged at Finnegan. “Any booth would do, Finn. There’s no need to go for something extravagant.”

Initially, Dexter was still wavering about the matter.

Seeing that, however, he felt that Finnegan was deliberately acting thriftlessly to get a leg up on him. As though he was afraid that the man would go back on his word, he immediately whirled around and beckoned at a server. “We’re canceling the original booth. Get us the VIP booth next to the stage!”

Subsequently, he feigned consideration for Finnegan and asked, “Uh… your family’s relocation funds are probably only enough for a down payment now. Are you sure this is

fine?”

His hypocrisy in asking such a pointless question despite having already ordered the server to make the arrangements annoyed Finnegan such that the man was seized by the urge to beat him to a pulp.

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But as he already had a far more interesting idea in mind, he merely a*sured him with a grin. “Yeah Let’s enjoy ourselves tonight. The cost doesn’t matter at all.”

“Great! I love decisive people like you! Let’s go over!”

the bar could see the patrons seated there. That

praise Amelia and Dexter to the skies,

Lindsey interjected, “Tonight’s expenses will be shared between Amelia’s and Rhia’s brothers. Aren’t you all leaving someone out?”

red in mortification. For a moment, the

only one to utter smilingly, “Thank you,

Nancy. Who knows,

and see. I’m not going to fork out at single penny,” Lindsey riposted frankly, not bothering to let her

skimpily-dressed beauties sashayed over and lit the candles on the table. A woman with an exquisite figure, who was probably the

hundred thousand, Dexter waved a hand, looking beyond domineering. “There’s no need to look at the menu. Give us two bottles of Louis XIII and a fruit platter. Also, we want a few

thousand in a bar, and two bottles

up to

few beers, the bill would have exceeded one

his hand languidly.

while, mistakenly a*suming the man was intimidated. “We agreed upon this previously. It’d be a downer if you were to go back down now that

seated.”

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disdainfully, likewise thinking that he was going back on

backing down? I merely feel that

you want to order beer all around? If so, we won’t be able to drink a hundred thousand worth of

first. Then, we’ll have three servings of

who had just picked up a gla*s of water with a cryptic

upon him that Finnegan was serious, his face promptly flushed bright red. “Finnegan, Ark Bar

was even more expensive than the Louis XIII he ordered just now, at over eighty thousand a bottle. Even with a discount, the lowest price would be eighty

and the bill would rack up

was just a few mouthfuls. If they were to continue ordering, the bill would. balloon up to an astronomical figure.

I can foot

humiliation. She hastily tugged at Dexter.

“Dexter!”

boomed, “A bottle per person isn’t

Finnegan was again trying to get a leg up on him, so he was determined to

been served, and we’ve confirmed the order anyway. There’s

fine with just some

Dexter was further convinced that Finnegan was

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