A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 102

Chapter 102 Destruction

Tristan was naturally not a fool, given the success he had achieved.

He knew the only way he could go against Finnegan was by holding Bernice hostage.

If he revealed Bernice’s location, his battle against Finnegan was as good as lost.

“I hope you can keep enduring this!” Finnegan tightened his grip, suffocating Tristan. The latter’s countenance was turning green as his limbs flailed about in the air.

Even still, Tristan refused to budge. “K-Kill me… i-if you d-dare…”

The b*dyguards and members of the Chomsky family watched anxiously from afar.

“Release my uncle immediately! Otherwise, there will be severe consequences!”

“We are the Chomsky family! You can’t afford to offend us! Set him free right now and beg us for mercy!”

“If you don’t let him go right now, we’ll call the police!”

Without warning, Finnegan waved his left hand, shooting dozens of almost imperceptible needles at

everyone.

His needles hit the Chomsky family members, the b*dyguards, and even the housekeepers cowering at the corner.

Aside from Arlo, who was curling up at the side wordlessly, everyone collapsed.

Fear crept into Tristan’s eyes as he witnessed that scene.

However, that also strengthened his resolve to hold onto Bernice as his last bargaining chip. “Finnegan, you… better…”

Finnegan didn’t want to waste any more time and tightened his grip again.

Tristan couldn’t speak, and his face had turned purple. He looked as though he would die at any moment.

“Where’s Bernice?

had begun to lose oxygen and he was

dozens of seconds, he pa*sed out due to a lack

and pressed a few spots on the latter’s b*dy

toes.

Tristan promptly opened his eyes and yelled in pain. Clearly, he was in

contorted as his veins

do to me, Finnegan? Make it stop!” He kept hitting himself as though trying to reduce his

forment.

merely increased your sensitivity to pain by dozens of times. Let’s see how long

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to die!” Killian screamed in a hoarse voice on the second floor at that

moment.

was acting up

only voices audible at the mansion at that moment were the cries of the father and son.

outside and listening to the cries of pain, Alisha

strode into the mansion. “Looks like I need

dead if you

he resumed

on the second

Killian roared at Finegan, who

picked Killian up by the throat and walked toward the

panicked. “What are you doing?”

lifted his head and grew even

“Both of you are together now!”

again. He curled up and was in so much

in a

from the balcony, arrived next to Killian, and tapped a few spots

to his hoarse voice, he

able to endure the intensified pain, but how about

Tristan roared, “Bernice is indeed in my hands, but you’ll never get anything from me! Either you submit or Bernice dies with us

coldly, “Is that what you want?”

you dare, Finnegan!” Tristan’s

surrendered, Tristan would carry Bernice’s location to his

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