A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 288 When Things Go Awry

“Finnegan, what do you want to talk about?”

Upon reaching the backyard of the Zimmerman residence, Bishop began to speak, his tone slightly aloof.

Even though he had to obey Milicent, it didn’t necessarily mean that he truly accepted Finnegan in his heart.

It was just that Finnegan was now in a dominant position, so their family had no choice but to bow down.

Finnegan broke into a slight smile. “Of course it’s about me going to beat you up!”

What?

Bishop’s face changed, wondering if he had heard wrong.

Before he could react, Finnegan flicked his fingers lightly, firing two silver needles into Bishop which dissolved upon entering the latter’s body.

Finnegan subsequently stepped forward, landing a kick on Bishop’s enormous belly.

Amidst a muffled groan, Bishop’s eyes widened as his over eighty-five-kilogram body was sent flying before crashing onto the ground. He rolled a distance across the grass before finally coming to a halt

against a tree.

The intense pain caused Bishop to open his mouth wide, only to realize that he couldn’t make a sound,

Suddenly, an overwhelming fear spread throughout his mind.

What’s going on here? Why can’t I make any sound at all?

Before he could figure out the problem, Finnegan had already arrived in front of him.

He bent down, gripping Bishop’s throat and lifting him up. “Stop struggling. I’ve sealed your acupoints. You won’t be able to make a sound until I release it.”

No sooner had Finnegan spoken than his left fist swung out and landed on Bishop’s stomach.

He then threw more punches, one after another, as if Bishop were a punching bag.

Bishop, who had been born with a silver spoon, had never been treated this way in his entire life.

was so intense that his whole body was convulsing, yet not a single

Bishop to experience excruciating pain, but not enough to take the latter’s life nor leave any injuries.

Bishop checked afterward, he couldn’t find

beating continued for several minutes. After Bishop had famted and woken up several times. Finnegan finally

up, feeling as if all his internal

The

his body to

lifted his right leg and stepped on Bishop. “Do you feel as if you’re an innocent victim, not knowing why I suddenly want to beat you

head resentfully, glaring at

he wanted to

finger on you unless I had concrete proof. Don’t even think about running to your father and mother to tattle after this. If you do, I’ll hand over the evidence of your collusion with Mike to the police department. I believe the police department has received evidence of you framing Bernie. At the very least, you’re looking at a minimum sentence of

to the point where he couldn’t even feel pain anymore:

resided in

this jerk know that I’m in cahoots with

eyes and ears, the matter of his collusion with Mike was kept a secret

him from the ground, brushing off the grass clippings from his body while warning. “So you’d better watch your

let it slide due to familial affection, but I am a petty person, a person who will surely retaliate for the slightest grievance!”

heavy

that Bishop would tell Bruce and others about getting beaten

away, Bishop realized that

his stomach, he watched Finnegan’s retreating figure, full of apprehension. “How could this b’stard know? Could it be that… someone from the

that the Sable family had a

I

Queenie to

into the hall. Milicent immediately greeted him with enthusiasm,

time being. Finnegan wasn’t sure what they were up to, so he didn’t mind playing along. “Mr. Bishop tripped

fell?

just hurt a

as Finnegan had predicted, Bishop didn’t dare to

Bishop was a bit disheveled but otherwise line, Milicent set aside her concerns and said,

along, they headed toward the dining room, just as

was in a good mood just a while ago, furrowed her

of Finnegan were to change, it certainly

Milicent’s unbridled warmth seemed a bit out of the ordinary.

“Bernie, let’s go.”

could figure out what was going on, her thoughts were interrupted by Bruce’s words.