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 sound

well, only causing Bishop to experience excruciating pain, but not

afterward, he couldn’t find the slightest trace of injury.

so, the beating continued for several minutes. After Bishop had famted and woken up several times. Finnegan

curled up, feeling as if all his internal organs had been

The

body to be drenched

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

his head resentfully,

he wanted to rip Finnegan to pieces.

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,

where he couldn’t even

confusion and fear resided in his

that I’m

ears, the matter of his collusion with Mike was kept a secret within the Zimmerman family. Apart from him and Millicent, he didn’t even tell

brushing off the grass clippings from his body while warning. “So you’d better watch your mouth, or you’ll end up in jail.”

let it slide due to familial affection,

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

the least bit worried that Bishop would tell Bruce

Finnegan walked away, Bishop realized that he could

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

he know that the Sable family had a new master to answer to-Finnegan.

I

to ask Queenie to call you for dinner. Where’s

into the hall. Milicent immediately greeted him with enthusiasm,

the time being. Finnegan wasn’t sure what they were up to, so he didn’t mind playing along. “Mr. Bishop tripped a little while ago. He asked to come back first, as he needed some time

anxiously asked. “Bishop fell? Is it serious?”

I’m okay. It just hurt a little at the

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

that Bishop was a bit disheveled but otherwise line, Milicent set aside

room,

was in a good mood just a while

opinion of Finnegan were to change, it certainly wouldn’t

a

“Bernie, let’s go.”

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