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?

brain had begun to lose oxygen and he was blacking out, but he still resisted

due to a lack of oxygen without revealing Bernice’s whereabouts.

ground with a scowl and pressed a few spots

toes.

yelled in pain. Clearly, he was

face contorted as his veins bulged

He kept hitting himself as though trying

forment.

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

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screamed in a hoarse voice on the second floor at

moment.

was acting up again.

that moment were the cries of the father

to the cries of pain,

chin and strode into the mansion. “Looks like I need to

“You’re dead if you dare touch Killi, Finnegan!”

moment later, he resumed shrieking in pain.

arrived on the second floor.

Finegan, who was approaching his bed, “Kill me, Finnegan!”

picked Killian up by the throat and walked toward the balcony.

looked down and panicked. “What are you

his head and grew even

hand without hesitation. “Both of you are together

leg again. He curled up and was in so much

in a

Killian, and tapped a few spots on the latter’s

Due to his hoarse voice,

to endure the intensified pain, but how about Killian?”

but you’ll never get anything from me!

coldly, “Is that what you

you dare, Finnegan!” Tristan’s

Finnegan realized that unless he surrendered,

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