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 his

to experience excruciating pain,

couldn’t find the slightest trace

for several minutes. After Bishop had famted and woken up several times. Finnegan finally stopped and tossed him onto

up, feeling as if all his internal organs had been smashed.

The

his body to

if you’re an innocent victim, not knowing

his head resentfully, glaring

to rip Finnegan to

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 one

the point where he couldn’t

fear resided in

that I’m

the matter of his collusion with Mike was kept a secret within the Zimmerman family. Apart from him

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

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 am a petty

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

not the least bit worried that Bishop would tell Bruce and others about

Finnegan walked away, Bishop realized

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

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

I

to call you for

greeted him with enthusiasm, which

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

fell?

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

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

was a bit disheveled but otherwise line, Milicent set aside her concerns and said, -Dinner is ready, Let’s talk while

Finnegan along, they headed toward the dining room, just as they

a good mood just a while

the latter’s opinion of Finnegan were to change,

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

“Bernie, let’s go.”

going on, her thoughts were interrupted by