A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana) Novel novel Chapter 208

Chapter 208 The Secret Within The Sword 

It was a little past nine, and everyone had already eaten and drunk their fill. 

The relationship between Trey and others and Finnegan had once again become closer. 

When it was time to leave, Felix, who had quite a few drinks, was leaning on Finnegan’s shoulder. 

In a tipsy tone, Felix said, “By the way, my grandpa mentioned that Jerome Medical Clinic is currently understaffed. My cousin, Zephyr, is idle all day, knowing only to eat, drink and have fun. Hence, my grandpa asked me to tell you that starting tomorrow, Zephyr will be at your disposal at Jerome Medical Clinic. He hopes you can guide him a bit.” 

Even though Finnegan had quite a bit to drink, his mind remained clear. 

He could tell right away what Winston was planning. 

Before he could speak, Trey chimed in, “You still remember my cousin Jaxon, right? My dad thinks he’s not doing anything productive with his days, so he’s planning to send him to Jerome Medical Clinic to be under your command and guidance.” 

Mandy continued, “Also, my cousin, Shaun, the one who my uncle punished for disrespecting you last time, has been sent to Jadeborough by my grandpa. He hopes you can help discipline him.” 

They’re handing over the most prodigal person from each family to me. The same idea was proposed by the three of them, causing a smile to tug at the corners of Finnegan’s mouth. He asked, “Why do I feel like there’s more to you inviting me to dinner tonight than meeting the eye?” 

Felix laughed. “Don’t say it like that. After all, you need help too. And my grandpa said it’s fine even if you beat up Zephyr daily, as long as you don’t let him mess around anymore.” 

Sasha and Mandy, standing nearby, both nodded in agreement. The elders of each family share the same sentiment. As long as people are placed next to Finnegan, no matter how Finnegan disciplines them, it’s all acceptable. Of course, the reason is quite simple. It’s to solidify the relationship with Finnegan. 

And as for their intentions, Finnegan could see right through them. 

After some thought, he said, “Sure. I don’t mind if they want to come over.” 

Indeed, Jerome Medical Clinic was in need of staff. 

Next, Zephyr’s status, being what it was, could save them from some trouble. 

Seeing Finnegan’s agreement, Felix and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief. They had genuinely feared they wouldn’t be able to fulfill the instructions of their family elders. 

Afterward, Trey and the others left first. Finnegan asked Mandy to escort Yuliana, then greeted Nancy before getting into Alisha’s car to leave. 

Watching them leave, Nancy returned to the room where Bennett was watching TV. Seeing her return, he asked casually, “Are they gone?” 

Nancy nodded. “They’ve all left. I’ll go do the dishes.” 

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“Nancy, wait a moment.” 

Upon hearing this, Nancy halted, “Dad, what’s wrong?” 

Bennett said, “Rhia’s brother seems to be quite capable, even able to dine and chat jovially with those heirs and heiresses. So, you should keep a distance from Rhia in the future, to avoid people saying that we’re trying to curry favor or cling to their coattails.” 

Nancy’s expression tightened. “Dad, Rhia is not that kind of person. Finnegan is-” 

Bennett interrupted her, “Just listen to me. Go ahead and do the dishes.” 

Furrowing her brows, Nancy had no choice but to nod and walk away. 

Bennett turned off the television and walked to the door, gazing into the dark night ahead. His eyes were deep and cold. “It’s been twelve years. I just hope nothing goes wrong!” 

Meanwhile, in the small courtyard of the Wahlstrom residence, Finnegan called Quiana to tell her he wouldn’t be going home that night. Then he turned to Alisha and said, “Vixen, why the long face? That’s not like you!” 

“None of your business!” With a huff, Alisha turned and headed toward the room, leaving Finnegan with a view of the back of her head. 

Finnegan’s lips twitched. “D*mn! What did I do to deserve this?” 

Alisha firmly closed the door. “Isn’t my help enough? You even accepted assistance from the Miles family. Are you trying to provoke me?” 

Upon hearing that, Finnegan suddenly understood. 

It turned out that Alisha was angry at him for agreeing to the Miles family’s request to send people over. 

What a petty vixen… Finnegan couldn’t be bothered to explain anything. 

“Any news on Keaton, the one I asked you to keep an eye on in my message today?” he asked while facing the door. 

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Clearly, Keaton was not a magnanimous person, and his status was far from ordinary. 

After the Caulder family drove Keaton away, Finnegan sent á message to Alisha, asking her to keep an eye on Keaton to prevent him from causing trouble. 

Impatiently, Alisha responded, “He has gone back to Jipsdale. Don’t come to me with such matters in the future. Find someone else to boss around!” 

“It seems this vixen is jealous…” Finnegan muttered under his breath and couldn’t be bothered to respond. 

He turned his gaze toward Duncan, who was sitting under a tree. 

After those days of rest, Duncan’s injuries had healed to about seventy to eighty percent. 

However, according to Alisha, Duncan and Doom Star were quite similar, both being people who hardly ever spoke. 

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“May I take a look at your sword?” Finnegan asked. 

Duncan opened his eyes, hesitated for a moment, then tossed his cutlass to Finnegan. 

Catching the cutlass, Finnegan carefully examined it before asking, “Why hide the true appearance of this 

sword?” 

The cutlass had a layer of scabbard on the outside. Finnegan had noticed that the last time he crossed swords with Duncan. He just hadn’t had the time to ask about it. 

Duncan rose to his feet and walked over to retrieve his cutlass. “It could bring about life-threatening danger!” 

Upon hearing that, a thought stirred in Finnegan’s heart. 

The spiritual energy circulated and condensed in his eyes, allowing him to see directly through the sheath of the cutlass. It’s a cutlass, as crimson as blood, with intricate grooves etched into it. It’s a definitive weapon for murder. 

Upon seeing the position of the sword hilt, Finnegan was taken aback. “Show me again!” 

With a peculiar look, Duncan handed the cutlass back to Finnegan. 

Finnegan took it, studied it for a moment, then gently twisted the top of the sword hilt. Following this, with a pull, he opened the top of the sword hilt.