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.

so intense that his whole body was convulsing, yet

experience excruciating pain, but not enough to take the latter’s life

couldn’t find the slightest trace of

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

feeling as if all his internal organs had

The

caused his body to be drenched

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

resentfully, glaring

to rip Finnegan to

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

to the point where he couldn’t even feel pain

and fear resided in

this jerk know that I’m in

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

grass clippings from his body while

the future, she might let it slide due to familial affection, but I am a petty person, a person who

gave Bishop’s shoulder a heavy pat, then

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

Bishop realized that he could speak again.

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

he know that the Sable family

I

about to ask Queenie to call you for dinner. Where’s Bishop?”

Milicent immediately greeted him

mind playing along. “Mr. Bishop tripped a little while ago. He asked to come back first, as he

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

hurt a little at

that moment, Bishop walked in from behind. Just as Finnegan had predicted, Bishop

was a bit disheveled but otherwise line, Milicent set aside her

they headed toward the dining room, just as

mood just a while ago,

if the latter’s opinion of Finnegan were to change, it certainly wouldn’t happen so quickly because

seemed a bit

“Bernie, let’s go.”

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