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A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 139
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Chapter 139 Consequences

Finnegan had sensed Liam hiding in the shadows when Jennifer and Bernice arrived.

He asked his parents to leave first so that he could avoid having them know he had a grudge against Liam. as well.

However, he had never thought that Liam was, there to present a gift instead of merely taking delight in his

misfortune.

And what he brought were funeral flowers.

Axel and Daniel were both carrying one each.

“Don’t be mad.” Liam, who had waited until Bernice was gone, laughed out loud. “I’m just worried that no one will

get these for you when Mr. Zymons kills your whole family. That’s why I prepared two beforehand.”

Raymond and the others began whispering among themselves.

Helen recognized Liam. “I’ve seen him on the internet. He’s Liam, the son of the Sable family. Why does it look like

Finnegan has crossed him as well?”,

“Look at the funeral flowers. Finnegan must have offended him,” Melinda said, her interest piqued. “Karma comes

fast, huh? Now, the ungrateful Finnegan’s screwed. He offended two big shots!”

Qahira was so delighted her face flushed. “Not bad. At this rate, he and his family are going to suffer a fate worse

than what happened five years ago. Let’s see how he’s going to stay arrogant before us.”

They spoke softly, but Finnegan heard everything.

He looked away from Liam and shot daggers at them.

Compared to Liam’s funeral flowers, he despised Raymond’s group’s evil hearts even more.

Blood is thicker than water.

Yet, they were acting like animals, praying every day that his family would end up in ruins.

Finnegan tightened his fists, a murderous intent in his eyes.

For the first time, he had the urge to kill these people who were his kin.

The temperature around them turned cold. Raymond and the others could not help but shiver, and Helen even felt

a chill run down her spine as cold sweat broke out.

When she noticed Finnegan’s icy gaze, she felt guilty.

Tugging at Melinda’s and Adrian’s arms, she prompted, “Mom, Dad, let’s leave first. Finnegan has crossed many

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people, and we might get involved in this because we’re his relatives.”

Terror grew in Melinda’s heart. “Yes, you’re right. Let’s leave. Let’s not get implicated in this.”

Both Raymond and Melinda shared the same sentiment. “Let’s go, let’s go. We’ll find out how he’s going to keep his

proudful demeanor after his downfall soon.”

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The two families were swift to make themselves scarce.

Without Desmond and Quiana around, they were more fearful of Finnegan.

Liam mocked, “How despicable are you, Finnegan? Even your own kin thinks of you as the harbinger of misfortune.”

Finnegan finally tore his eyes away from his kin to look at Liam, the veins on his clenched fists popping.

A surge of murderous desire spread and filled his chest.

Romona arched her brows and quickly stepped forward to stop Finnegan. “Don’t do it.”

She was no dumb blonde, so she could sense Finnegan’s desire for bloodshed.

Finnegan took a deep breath and said, “Captain Quickwood, tell me, what is disorderly conduct?”

Romona replied, “A person commits disorderly conduct when their actions are with intent to cause public alarm,

nuisance, jeopardy or violence, or knowingly or recklessly create a risk.”

“Will it be possible to report him for disorderly conduct?”

Finnegan lifted his hand to point at Liam.

He could neither kill Liam in broad daylight nor do anything to him while Romona and the other police officers were

around. However, he could not possibly be silent about this too.

Romona was quick to comprehend what Finnegan was thinking about. “Men, arrest Liam and his two lackeys! Lock

them up for fifteen days for disorderly conduct!”

“Captain Quickwood, what is this?”

Liam, who merely wanted to gloat over Finnegan’s misfortune, paled.

Romona pointed at the funeral flowers and said, “Not only do you not have sympathy for a man whose shop was

vandalized on the first day of the business, but you even sent him funeral flowers. Is this not disorderly conduct?

And you were cursing at them and wishing death upon his whole family earlier. You did say that, didn’t you? Not

even your grandpa can save you from this. I’m going to make sure that you stay in the cell for all fifteen days of

your punishment.”

A few police officers immediately rushed over to Liam.

“Finnegan, have you ever thought of the consequences?” Liam asked, suppressing his resentment.

Finnegan ignored him and walked past him.

If not for the time and place, Liam would have been a dead man.

Romona scoffed, “Are you threatening him too? Do you want me to charge you with one more offense?”

Liam paled even more.

“Captain Quickwood, my apologies for this matter. Please let me off.”

He was here to scoff at Finnegan, not to get arrested.

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If news of this were to get out, surely, there would be plenty of people who would laugh at him for shooting himself

in the foot.

Romona was furious at Liam’s behavior. She waved her hand and said, “Bring them away!”

“Finnegan, are you a coward?”

When he was getting taken away, Liam roared the same words as Solomon did the night before.

Alas, it was fruitless. The officers dragged him, Axel, and Daniel, into the car to take them to the station.

“Finnegan, if there isn’t anything else, I’ll be leaving now,” Romona said as she approached Finnegan.

Finnegan hummed in response.

Knowing that Finnegan was feeling frustrated, Romona said, “Call me if there’s anything. Don’t do anything rash.”

She was not afraid of anything happening to Finnegan, but the things that Finnegan would do that would stump the

police department.

After all, with a simple nod of his head, Finnegan could get the Wright family and Reynard to crush Solomon.

“Where to now, Master?” Jerome asked, looking exhausted.

“What about this, Mr. Magnussen?” Finnegan started. “We’ll only start renovating the clinic a few days later.”

If they were to fix it that day, Solomon would surely wreck it again the next day.

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Staring at the product of his lifetime’s hard work, Jerome sighed and agreed, “We’ll do this a few days later, then.

Maybe everything will be fine once the Wahlstrom family deals with the Zymons family. You should watch out too. I

doubt Solomon will let you off so easily.

“Of course.”

After Jerome and Yuliana left, Finnegan instructed the medical staff to head home first too.

Soon, only Finnegan and Casper were the only ones around. Finnegan patted Casper’s shoulder and said, “You

should head back first too. I’ll look for you once this problem is resolved.”

“Finnegan, you weren’t just consoling Mr. and Mrs. Larkin earlier? Can you really fix this?”

“Of course. Just head home.”

Casper bobbed his head. “Okay.”

Once Casper was gone and just as Finnegan was about to head back to Alisha’s place, he received a call from an

unfamiliar number originating from Gablurg.

Finnegan instantly figured out who it was.

He was not surprised to hear Solomon’s laughter when he picked up the call. “Finnegan, do you like the gift I

presented to you?”

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Finnegan answered coldly, “Frankly, I’m a little disappointed. Is this all you have despite being the son of the

Zymons family?”

Solomon burst into laughter. “Finnegan, you’re just trying to put on a brave face.”

Finnegan snapped, “Cut the crap and get straight to the point.”

“I see you’re rather bold, but your guts mean nothing to me. You have one last chance. Come to me and bow to me

ninety-nine times in three days and let me break your legs. Also, I hear that your sister’s quite a spirited girl. Send

her to my place for me to toy with her for a few days too. Otherwise, no one can save

from the hell you’re about to enter the next time I make my move. Have no doubts that I’m serious.”

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With that said, Solomon ended the call.

Finnegan tightened his grip on the phone, a vicious glint flickering past his eyes. “Do you really think you’ll be alive

the next time?”

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