The Mischievous Doctor (Finnegan and Nuthana) novel Chapter 405

Alisha said, “Once you've saved Bruce and he wakes up, all the efforts made by Millicent will be in vain. The Zimmerman family and Firebird Group will still only belong to Bernice's family.”

Finnegan chuckled and nodded. “He wants to kill me to deprive me of any chance to save Bruce and ensure that Bruce can never testify against him for the rest of his life.”

“How dare he harm his own grandfather? I'm going to apprehend him right now!” Romona said indignantly.

Finnegan pulled her back.

“Why are you pulling me? The evidence is irrefutable. It's enough to put Timothy behind bars for good.”

Finnegan stretched his neck and stood up. “This is not something a rich, spoiled brat like Timothy could come up with. How could we only apprehend Timothy? Besides, letting him rot in jail would be letting him off too easily!”

Upon hearing this, Romona asked, “What do you want to do?”

Finnegan released his grip and started walking away. “My wife's family has been treated rather poorly these past few days. I'm going to do something interesting.”

He then turned to Alisha and waved his hand. “Find out where Timothy is now.”

Romona and Waylynn exchanged a glance, then glanced at Finnegan, who had already settled into the car.

Waylynn asked, “He isn't planning to take out Timothy, is he?”

Based on her understanding of Finnegan over this period of time, Romona said, “Even if Timothy doesn't die tonight, I suppose he'll be ruined.”

“But isn't he afraid that Bernice would hold a grudge against him?”

After some thought, Romona shook her head. “I'm not sure about that. But since Finnegan has caught Timothy in such a compromising situation, if he doesn't end up dead, he'll certainly be left significantly worse off!”

Inside the departing car, Hailey asked softly, “What do you plan to do? Mr. Zimmerman and Ms. Zimmerman are people who value family ties. Otherwise, they wouldn't have endured so much over the years.”

Finnegan gave a meaningful smile. “If Timothy is trying to have me killed, then of course I have to teach him a lesson. Do you expect me to play dumb and swallow this insult? Moreover, the regard for familial love is rooted in the basis of blood ties. Now that they are aware of the situation, how much of familial affection remains?”

“But it seems that Mr. Zimmerman only wants to make Millicent and Bishop's family behave themselves.”

Finnegan narrowed his eyes and said, “Of course I understand his thoughts, but in the long run, we still have to follow my approach!”

Hailey's heart trembled. “So, what now?”

“Have Vixen first locate where Timothy is, while you come with me to pick someone up!”

As night fell, a dampness pervaded the air, gradually giving rise to a dense fog.

Dressed in black, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, Finnegan strolled casually toward the door of a quaint two-and-a-half-story mansion with a garden.

This place was a property under the Zimmerman family's name, a place where Timothy secretly indulged in his pleasures without his family's knowledge.

At the entrance, four of the Zimmerman family's bodyguards were leisurely smoking and chatting. “It's really true that comparisons can be the death of one's joy!”

“Who says it isn't? While Mr. Zimmerman is inside with two beauties, we are stuck here on guard duty.”

“If it weren't for the hundreds of thousands I make a year, I really wouldn't want to watch these spoiled rich kids frolic every day!”

“Finnegan!”

Suddenly, a bodyguard spotted Finnegan approaching.

Immediately, they all rose from the ground, their eyes anxiously fixed on Finnegan, who was less than five meters away from them.

As bodyguards of the Zimmerman family, they were naturally well aware of who Finnegan was.

Finnegan gave a faint smile. “Don't be nervous. Is Timothy here?”

Bang!

For a long time, he couldn't manage to finish a single sentence.

Finnegan pulled up a chair and sat down. “You've already sent someone to kill me, so you're wondering why I'm still alive, aren't you?”

Timothy's chest tightened. “I don't know what you're talking about. Get out of here now!”

Finnegan cleared his throat and said, “Did you have too much fun and forget? Let me help you remember. In order to prevent Old Mr. Zimmerman from handing over the Zimmerman family and the company to Bernice's family, you deliberately took Old Mr. Zimmerman to the riverbank and pushed him into the river. Because once he's dead, your grandmother can intervene with a valid reason and transfer the Zimmerman family and everything else into your family's hands. But unexpectedly, Old Mr. Zimmerman is tough. Even after being rushed to the hospital, he was still hanging on by a thread. The crucial part is, I can rouse Old Mr. Zimmerman back to consciousness. So, in order to prevent Old Mr. Zimmerman from waking up and exposing your misdeeds, you arranged for someone to kill me. That way, I wouldn't have a chance to intervene, and Old Mr. Zimmerman wouldn't wake up. Of course, you're quite clever. Knowing that no one in Jadeborough would dare to touch me, you sought help from outsiders. I must give you credit for that! It's just a pity that you didn't quite understand my strength. The person you sent couldn't even get close to me before they were taken down.”

Timothy's face turned pale.

The next moment, disregarding that he was only in his underwear, he dashed toward the door.

Finnegan couldn't help but laugh. “Oh? I thought you were going to weasel your way out of it.”

He waved his right hand, and two silver needles whizzed past.

Timothy's legs went numb, causing him to suddenly fall to the ground. As he fell, his teeth were knocked against the fallen door, chipping off two of them.

The pain had him howling in agony.

The two women also screamed for help.

Timothy attempted to stand up, but his legs were numb and sore. He fell down again as soon as he tried to rise.

“Finnegan, what did you do to me?”

Finnegan knocked out the two annoying women with his silver needles, then pulled out his phone and turned on the camera. “What I did is not important. What's crucial now is for you to explain everything you've done from the start until now. It'll save you some trouble!”

Timothy retorted, “Go to hell. I won't say a word. When my grandmother and the others arrive, I will accuse you of siding with my uncle's family against me!”