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

pa*sed out due to a lack of oxygen without revealing Bernice’s

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

toes.

his eyes and yelled in

face contorted as his veins bulged

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

forment.

by dozens of times. Let’s

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I want to die!” Killian screamed in a hoarse

moment.

acting up again.

at that moment were the cries of the father and

to the cries of pain, Alisha tensed up. “What

mansion. “Looks like I need to spice things

“You’re dead if you

moment later, he resumed

soon arrived on the

who

by the throat and

down and panicked. “What are

grew even more anxious.

without hesitation. “Both

he broke his leg again. He curled up and was in

Tristan was in a rage.

balcony, arrived next to Killian, and tapped a few

to his hoarse voice, he sounded

able to endure the intensified pain, but how about

never get anything from me! Either you submit or Bernice dies with us tonight!”

coldly, “Is that what you

dare,

Finnegan realized that unless he surrendered, Tristan would carry Bernice’s location

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