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

his strength well, only causing Bishop to experience excruciating pain, but not enough to take the latter’s life nor

he couldn’t find the slightest trace

woken up several times.

all his

The

body to

if you’re an innocent victim, not

his head resentfully, glaring

to rip Finnegan to pieces.

familial affection. Don’t even think about denying it. I wouldn’t have laid a 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.

completely dumbfounded, to the point where

fear resided in his heart.

does this jerk know that

avoid too many prying eyes and ears, the matter of his collusion with Mike was kept a secret within the Zimmerman family. Apart from him

his body while warning. “So you’d

in the future, she might let it slide due

that, Finnegan gave Bishop’s shoulder a heavy

Bishop would tell

Finnegan walked away, Bishop realized that he could

figure, full of apprehension. “How could this b’stard know? Could it be that… someone from the Sable family spilled the beans?”

he know that the Sable family had a new master to

I

about to ask Queenie to call you for dinner.

into the hall. Milicent immediately greeted him with

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

fell? Is

It just hurt a little at

from behind. Just as Finnegan had predicted, Bishop

line, Milicent set aside her concerns and said, -Dinner is ready, Let’s talk while we

they headed toward the dining room, just as they had done with Liam

good mood just a

Finnegan were to change, it certainly wouldn’t happen so quickly because Millicent was someone proud.

unbridled warmth seemed a

“Bernie, let’s go.”

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