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!”

booth 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

praise Amelia and Dexter to

of watching it, Lindsey interjected, “Tonight’s expenses will be shared between Amelia’s

bright red in mortification. For a moment, the

utter smilingly, “Thank you, Finnegan

drawled scornfully, “Don’t be so hasty, Nancy. Who knows, Ms. Lindsey might be the person you should

so 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 let her off for saying such a

A woman with an exquisite figure, who was probably the manager, then proceeded to come over with a menu for drinks. “May I know who’ll be placing

looking beyond domineering. “There’s no need to look at the menu. Give

XIII cost over sixty thousand in a bar, and two bottles would add. about a hundred and

up to

with a fruit platter and a few beers, the bill would

Finnegan raised his

a while, mistakenly a*suming the man was intimidated. “We agreed upon this previously.

seated.”

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others eyed Finnegan disdainfully, likewise thinking that

“Who said I’m backing down? I merely feel that it’s enough to drink

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

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

had just picked up a gla*s of

him that Finnegan was serious, his face promptly flushed bright red. “Finnegan, Ark Bar is Mr. Calandrino’s

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

them there, and the bill would rack up to over one point five million,

few mouthfuls. If they were to continue ordering, the

“If you can’t afford it, I can foot the bill.

Amelia could not withstand such humiliation. She hastily tugged

“Dexter!”

isn’t enough! Let’s have two bottles per

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

pay when the wine has been served, and we’ve confirmed

Rhiannon panicked. “We’re fine with just

Dexter was further convinced that Finnegan was putting on an

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