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.

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

to experience excruciating pain, but not enough to take

checked afterward, he couldn’t

and woken up several times. Finnegan finally stopped and tossed him onto

curled up, feeling as if all his internal organs had

The

body to be drenched by sweat.

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

raised his head resentfully,

seemed as he wanted to

You conspired with Mike to use A Thousand Dreams to harm Bernie, plunging her into a deep sleep and getting her to forget all 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. At the very least, you’re looking at a minimum sentence of

where

confusion and fear resided in

know that I’m in cahoots with

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

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

Finnegan’s tone suddenly turned cold. “And remember this lesson! If you dare to harm Bernie in the future, she might let it slide due to familial affection, but I

that, Finnegan gave Bishop’s shoulder a heavy pat, then turned around and

least bit worried that Bishop would tell Bruce and others about getting beaten

realized that he could speak

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

Sable family had a

I

ask Queenie to call

greeted him with enthusiasm, which made Finnegan feel quite uncomfortable.

along. “Mr. Bishop tripped a little while ago. He asked to come back first, as he needed some time

fell? Is it

hurt

from behind. Just as Finnegan had predicted, Bishop didn’t dare to admit that he had been beaten up.

bit disheveled but otherwise line, Milicent set aside her

room, just as they had done with Liam before.

this, Bernice, who was in a good mood just a while ago, furrowed her

latter’s opinion of Finnegan were to change, it certainly

seemed a bit

“Bernie, let’s go.”

Bernice could figure out what was going on, her thoughts were interrupted by