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,

also controlled his strength well, only causing Bishop to experience excruciating pain, but not enough to take the latter’s

he couldn’t find the slightest trace of

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

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

The

his body to be drenched

“Do you feel as if you’re an

head resentfully, glaring

he wanted to rip Finnegan

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

point where he couldn’t even feel pain

fear resided in

this jerk know that I’m in cahoots with

collusion with Mike was kept a

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

dare to harm Bernie in the future, she might let it slide due

saying that, Finnegan gave Bishop’s shoulder a heavy pat, then

bit worried that Bishop would tell Bruce and others about getting

walked away, Bishop realized that

this b’stard know? Could it be that… someone from

Sable family had a new master to answer

I

to ask Queenie to call you

greeted

playing along. “Mr. Bishop tripped a little while ago. He

anxiously asked. “Bishop fell? Is it

okay. It just hurt a

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

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

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

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

the latter’s opinion of Finnegan were to

now, Milicent’s unbridled warmth seemed a bit out

“Bernie, let’s go.”

going on, her thoughts were interrupted by