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?

lose oxygen and he was blacking out, but he

out due to a lack of oxygen without

and pressed a few spots on the

toes.

his eyes and yelled in pain. Clearly, he was in great

his veins

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

forment.

to pain by dozens of times. Let’s see how long you can hold

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die!” Killian screamed in a hoarse voice

moment.

was acting up

voices audible at the mansion at that moment were the cries of the

and listening to the cries of pain, Alisha tensed up.

the mansion. “Looks like I need to spice things up a bit.”

if you dare touch Killi, Finnegan!”

later, he resumed shrieking in

soon arrived on

his pain, Killian roared at Finegan, who was approaching his

the throat and

and panicked. “What are you doing?”

head and grew even more anxious.

released his hand without hesitation. “Both

from the second floor and he broke his leg again. He curled up and

Tristan was in a

from the balcony, arrived next to Killian, and tapped a few spots on the latter’s

voice,

to endure the intensified pain,

Tristan roared, “Bernice is indeed in my hands, but you’ll never get anything from

that

you dare, Finnegan!”

surrendered, Tristan would carry Bernice’s

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