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!”

twice so that everyone in the bar could see the patrons seated there. That provided great gratification to the egos of the group of students who were still in university. They all began putting

the same time, they did not forget to praise Amelia and Dexter to the skies, thanking them for widening their

“Tonight’s expenses will be shared between Amelia’s and Rhia’s brothers. Aren’t you

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

utter smilingly, “Thank you,

the next instant, Xandra drawled scornfully, “Don’t be so hasty, Nancy. Who knows, Ms. Lindsey might be the person you should be thanking later.”

derisive 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

over and lit the candles on the table. A woman with an exquisite figure, who was probably the

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

a bar, and two bottles would

up to

a few beers, the bill would

his hand

intimidated. “We agreed upon this previously. It’d be a downer if you were

seated.”

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thinking

a meaningful smile bloomed on Finnegan’s face. “Who said I’m backing down? I merely feel that it’s enough to drink one type of wine. Otherwise, it’s easy

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

us a bottle of Louis XIII Supreme per head first. Then, we’ll have three servings of the

had just picked up a gla*s of

flushed bright red. “Finnegan, Ark Bar

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

would rack up to over one

to

foot the bill. You don’t need to pay at

not withstand such humiliation. She hastily tugged at

“Dexter!”

Dexter boomed, “A bottle per person isn’t

leg up on him, so he was

need to pay when the wine has been served, and

“We’re fine with just

was further convinced that Finnegan was putting on an act. Otherwise, it

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