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!”

could see the patrons seated there. That provided great gratification to the egos of the group of students who were still

they did not forget to praise Amelia and Dexter to the skies, thanking them for

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

remark, everyone flushed bright red in mortification. For a moment, the

to utter smilingly, “Thank you,

so hasty, Nancy. Who knows, Ms. Lindsey might be the person you should be

and look down on others. Just wait and see. I’m not going to fork out at single penny,” Lindsey riposted frankly, not bothering to let

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

no need to look at the menu. Give us two bottles of Louis XIII and a fruit platter.

bar, and two bottles would add. about a hundred

up to

a fruit platter and a few beers, the bill would have exceeded one hundred

raised his hand languidly.

previously. It’d be a downer if you were to go back down now that we’re already

seated.”

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the others eyed Finnegan disdainfully, likewise thinking

Finnegan’s face. “Who said I’m backing down? I merely feel that

able to drink a hundred thousand worth of beer even if we were to drink ourselves into the hospital,” Amelia

per head first. Then, we’ll have three servings

of water with a cryptic expression, smirked surreptitiously.

serious, his face promptly flushed bright red. “Finnegan, Ark Bar is Mr.

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

rack up to over one point

few mouthfuls. If they were to

you can’t afford it, I can foot

such humiliation. She hastily

“Dexter!”

inflamed, Dexter boomed, “A bottle per person isn’t

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

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

fine with

further convinced that Finnegan was putting

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