The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 95

Finnegan went upstairs.

Desmond and Quiana, however, did not go to rest as they started quarreling again.

It was only when Finnegan went to the third floor and closed the door behind him that he stopped hearing the two arguing.

He took out his phone and called Rhiannon.

“Rhia, where are you?”

Rhiannon sobbed, “I'm at Ms. Lindsey's. Finn, have you found out about it?”

“Yeah, I found out when I came back.”

“Finn, how's Mom and Dad?” Rhiannon sounded upset. “Both Uncle Raymond's and Uncle Adrian's families have hurt us before, but Mom and Dad seem to have forgotten about it all. How can they pretend as if nothing has happened?”

“Grudges don't exist between siblings,” Finnegan said with a sigh. “Also, Mom and Dad aren't pretending as if nothing has happened, but...”

Finnegan paused and chuckled bitterly.

Both Desmond and Quiana held grudges, but they only held grudges against the other's siblings while forgiving their own siblings.

Rhiannon asked, “Then what do we do, Finn? If this goes on, there will be more and more chaos in our family.”

“We'll talk about this again in a few days. You should stay with Ms. Lindsey for the time being.”

The matter with the Chomsky family was coming to a close. It was tough to swear that Tristan would not do something reckless in his desperation, and Finnegan had to stay focused.

As long as Raymond's and Adrian's families were still around, they would still affect Finnegan's family.

Yet, Finnegan could not simply make them vanish without a trace.

He had no idea what he should do about them for now.

Rhiannon knew that Finnegan was feeling even more helpless than she was. She consoled, “Finn, don't stress yourself out too much. Just pretend that they don't exist. Also, Ms. Lindsey wants me to ask you when you're free to do the final treatment for her.”

“We'll talk about this again a few days later. Go to bed soon.”

After ending the call, Finnegan walked over to the window.

He stared at the lights that illuminated the city a distance away and let out a sigh. “How am I going to let Mom and Dad get a clear look at their siblings' true nature and stop defending them?”

If this matter was not resolved, disaster was sure to return.

The next morning soon came.

Arlo, who had been captured by Romona back then but bailed out by Tristan, hurried over to Tristan. “Boss, this is the information on Finnegan's family. We seemed to have missed something recently.”

Tristan, who had not slept for an entire night, grabbed the file with bloodshot eyes.

Since he could not lay a finger on Finnegan, Finnegan's family became his next target.

However, when he read the information Arlo had gathered, he grew livid.

He shot up to his feet and slapped Arlo hard. “You b*stard, why didn't you find out about something as crucial as this earlier? When did Finnegan's family move into Dragon Bay's No. 1 Villa?”

Arlo held his aching cheek and replied, “I don't know what's going on too, Boss, but Finnegan's family is really living at Dragon Bay's No. 1 Villa right now!”

“You useless piece of trash!” In his fury, Tristan kicked Arlo to the ground and threw the file at Arlo. “Are there no limits to this Finnegan Larkin? Jerome gave him Jerome Medical Clinic, and now he's even living in the Miles family No. 1 Villa at Dragon Bay?”

For the first time, Tristan felt the pressure in regard to the matter with Finnegan.

It was a pressure he was unfamiliar with.

Arlo asked cautiously, “Boss, should we put a pause on the plan first? Should we find out everything we can about Finnegan first?”

Tristan angrily gave him another kick. “Today is the last day given by Finnegan! Do you think we have more time to do that?” With a vicious glint in his eyes, he continued, “We'll take the risk and stick to the plan. I refuse to believe that he can turn the world upside down.

Then, he turned around to make a call.

“Hurry up! The wounded are waiting for us. Time is of the essence!”

When Finnegan came to the first floor, he found the lobby in chaos. Dozens of medical staff members were towing all kinds of equipment and medical kits into the ambulance.

Finnegan halted in his tracks. It was only after the ambulances drove off with their signature sirens that he walked out of the hospital. “Life is unpredictable.”

He headed toward the parking lot where Stephen was waiting beside an ordinary black car.

“Mr. Wright, I've been wondering since yesterday, but isn't this car a little too low-key for you?”

Stephen smiled as he opened the door for Finnegan. “I'd like to keep a high profile, but my grandpa said that privileged people tend to be outcasted and hated by others. If I were to show off my status, I'd only make them angrier, so I have to keep a low profile.”

“Old Mr. Wright is right.” Finnegan chuckled and got into the car.

Right then, his phone rang.

It was a call from Desmond, whose hand could now function normally.

The second Finnegan picked up the call, he heard Desmond's anxious voice. “Finn, your Uncle Raymond just called to say that Xavier and his sister were in an accident! Hurry back and come with me to check it out!”

Hearing that reminded Finnegan of the ambulances that had departed earlier.

He raised a brow and said, “Dad, there's no point for us to go. We'll only be troubling the medical team on site. Let's visit them once they're admitted to the hospital.”

With that, he ended the call.

He rubbed his chin and muttered, “If only they were all dead.”

That way, he would not need to tolerate them and show them mercy all the time.

Having heard their conversations, Stephen found the corner of his lips twitching.

How cruel.