A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana) Novel novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115 A Chance For Reinforcement 

“F*ck it. It’s all or nothing!” 

Casper knew nothing would change if he were to walk away now. Hence, he listened to Finnegan and continued to deal blows to Derrick. 

Michelle exclaimed agitatedly, “Stop! Stop!” 

Todd’s expression turned grim. “I see. Very well then.” 

He felt disrespected by Finnegan’s and Casper’s actions. 

He immediately took out his phone and made a call. “Mr. Coleman, come immediately to Sky Eden room. There are people causing trouble here!” 

Soon after, the manager of Tyrone Restaurant, Andrew Coleman, arrived with over a dozen 

men. 

Pointing at Finnegan, Todd instructed, “Take this man down first!” 

Andrew swore, “D*mn it, how dare you stir trouble in Mr. Calandrino’s restaurant? You’re courting death!” 

With a wave of his hand, his men charged straight toward Finnegan. 

Finnegan raised his head but appeared like he had no intention of getting up at all. 

On the contrary, he a*sured the anxious Casper. “Don’t stop. Continue until you finish venting all of your anger!” 

“What audacity!” 

A man swung his fist toward Finnegan. 

Without batting an eyelid, Finnegan casually raised his right hand and caught the fist before it hit him. 

Caught off guard, the man lost balance and fell forward. He was immediately knocked unconscious as his head hit the corner of Finnegan’s chair. 

Andrew growled. “You’re something, huh? Everyone, attack him together! Don’t give him a chance to retaliate!” 

The group of men closed in and rushed ferociously at Finnegan. 

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They attacked with all their might, believing that Finnegan would not be able to escape even if he were a fly. 

However, Finnegan remained seated and exchanged blows with the group of men with ease. 

The more the men continued their attacks, the more afraid they became. No matter what they did, they could not even lay a finger on him. 

Andrew watched with wide eyes. “F*ck!” 

Michelle blinked her eyes in disbelief. “When did this nerd become so good at fighting?”” 

During their school days back then, Finnegan was known to be a nerd who was only good at studying. 

Todd’s expression was dark as he rebuked, “Mr. Coleman, you can’t even take down one man. What will Mr. Calandrino think if he learns of this?” 

Stirred by Todd’s words, Andrew ordered, “Pull out your weapons!” 

The men instantly took out various weapons-such as bats, daggers, and knives-and charged toward Finnegan. 

Finnegan scowled and jolted from his seat. Along with the burst of energy, the chair was smashed into pieces, sending the wood splinters flying toward the attackers. 

The sudden attack caught the men by surprise. Most of them could not dodge in time and cried out in pain as the sharp splinters pierced their bodies. 

Concurrently, Finnegan grabbed a broken chair leg and swung it at the remaining men, flinging them away into the distance. 

Some had their teeth shattered, while others had their ribs broken. 

All of them collapsed to the ground, powerless and groaning in pain. 

It took Finnegan only a few seconds to defeat all the attackers. 

Silence instantly filled the room. Casper widened his eyes and asked, “Finnegan, are you a superhuman?” 

Finnegan smiled faintly. “Nah, they’re just too useless.” 

Andrew regained his composure after witnessing the dramatic turn of events. He said with a grim expression, “Brat, do you know the consequences of causing a ruckus in Mr. Calandrino’s restaurant?” 

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Finnegan pulled another chair over and sat down. 

He gestured at Casper, asking him to sit beside him. 

Crossing his legs, Finnegan grabbed a bottle of wine from the table, poured the contents into two gla*ses, and handed one to Casper. He then responded to Andrew, “It doesn’t matter since the damage is done.” 

His gaze swept across Andrew, Todd, and Derrick, who was groaning from his earlier beating. “So, I’m giving you another opportunity to call for reinforcements. I’ll be at your mercy if you can defeat me today.” 

Here, Finnegan’s voice became cold as he continued, “However, if you can’t… Derrick and Michelle shall kneel on the streets for three days!” 

Casper whispered nervously, “Finnegan, do you want to make a run for it now?” 

“Don’t worry. Even the gods can’t save them now.” 

Finnegan definitely could not leave. If he left, these people would not be able to do anything to him, but the same could not be said for Casper. 

Hence, he had to direct all attention to himself and have the enemy forget about Casper. Otherwise, he would be sabotaging Casper instead of helping him. 

Casper gritted his teeth. “All right, I’ll follow your call. No matter what happens today, we’ll face it together.” 

Derrick, whose face was severely bruised, put on a tough front. “Mr. Mackle, Mr. Coleman, I’ll settle this myself. I want both of them to kneel before me and beg for mercy.” 

He was determined to get back at Finnegan and Casper for humiliating him. 

Todd and Andrew hesitated briefly before nodding. 

They both agreed there was no need to involve Tyrone over such a trivial matter. Tyrone might question the necessity, and that would make them look incompetent. 

Derrick made a call with a solemn expression. “Mr. Haimowitz, I ran into some trouble at Tyrone Restaurant. Someone beat me up, and I hope you can come over and help me.” 

Michelle shouted exasperatedly, “Finnegan, Casper, you thought too highly of yourselves and acted rashly. Now, prepare for your punishment!” 

Within half an hour, noise could be heard outside the private room. An arrogant male voice echoed throughout the hallway. 

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“Derrick, what a f*cking loser you are. You’re such an embarra*sment to your father for getting beaten up by people.” 

As the voice grew louder, a young man accompanied by seven to eight well-built b*dyguards entered the room. 

Derrick greeted joyfully, “Mr. Haimowitz!” 

Todd and Andrew greeted politely too, “Mr. Haimowitz.” 

Zephyr walked past them. “Who’s the idiot who touched you? I want to handle him quickly so I can head to the car show and see the pretty models.” 

“Mr. Haimowitz, it’s these two fellows.” Derrick pointed at Finnegan and Casper with a vicious glint in his eyes. 

Zephyr turned around to look and was taken aback momentarily. 

He found Finnegan rather familiar. 

Zephyr nudged the b*dyguard beside him and asked, “Do 

“Do you 

find this 

guy familiar?” 

Zephyr might be a playboy, but he was not dumb. 

He knew there were certain people he could not afford to offend, and he always made a mental note of that. Finnegan happened to look like a familiar face on that list.