A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

\Chapter 306 I Could Suffocate You To Death

Bang!

The stool struck Jacques squarely on the head, knocking him unconscious before he even had a

chance to

scream.

A gash appeared on his head, instantly staining his face red with fresh blood.

Some women at the scene couldn’t help but scream in shock.

Shaun and the others widened their eyes.

Finnegan is ferocious!

They had mustered great courage to lay hands on Jacques, believing that with the unity of their three

families and the relationship between Finnegan and the Wahlstrom family, nothing would go wrong.

But now, Finnegan had directly struck Jacques with a stool without a care for his survival.

This left them speechless.

Didn’t he hear Old Mr. Quiroz mention that Mdm. Yeatman from Fleur Villa might be extremely

influential in Jipsdale?

Yet, Finnegan seemed to consider it a trivial matter. He dusted off his hands and said, “Scram!”

Tyrone’s men dared not protest or kick up a fuss.

They lifted Jacques, supporting each other as they departed one by one.

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The arrogance they had when they arrived was now replaced by a pitiful departure.

Finnegan turned around to see everyone looking at him with complex expressions. He couldn’t help but

smile and said, “Do you think I have become more handsome again?”

“Master, you might have stirred up trouble again,” Jerome said with a wry smile, taking over the

conversation. “Although I haven’t had direct contact with the lady from Fleur Villa, I have occasionally

heard that she is a benefactor to Old Mr. Wahlstrom and has deep connections in Jipsdale. You just

beat up her god-grandson, and I’m afraid she won’t let it slide.”

Finnegan shrugged nonchalantly. “I too am a benefactor of Old Mr. Wahlstrom. As for having a deep

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background in Jipsdale…”

He paused, sneering, “Even if she has significant connections in Durbaine, it’s useless. Messing with

me comes at a cost. Besides, she needs to stay alive to have a chance to let it go, right?”

Leaving behind a profoundly meaningful statement, Finnegan retreated to the backyard.

Seeing he wasn’t concerned, Jerome reluctantly urged everyone to continue welcoming the patients

who came to get treated. He also took Kenneth aside to convey the recent conversation with Finnegan.

Finnegan returned to the backyard. He had barely sat for a while when Alisha approached with a

helpless

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expression. “L..”

Finnegan raised his hand. “Call your grandpa.”

At these words, Alisha had to stop talking and dialed Norman’s number, handing the phone to

Finnegan.

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Finnegan took the phone, and Norman answered on the other end, “Alisha, is Dr. Larkin angry?”

“Of course!” Finnegan coldly remarked, “That guy brazenly entered Jerome Medical Clinic, arrogantly

driving away my patients. Do you think I wouldn’t be angry?”

Upon realizing that it was Finnegan on the other end of the phone, Theoden’s tone changed. “Dr.

Larkin, well…”

Finnegan cut him off, “Tell me, what’s the situation with Fleur Villa? What’s your connection to it?”

After some hesitation, Theoden responded, “I haven’t mentioned this to Alisha and the others. But

since you’ve asked, I’ll be honest with you. Dr. Larkin, you’re aware of my humble beginnings, aren’t

you?”

Finnegan nodded. “I have a general idea.”

Several decades ago, Theoden ventured alone in Jipsdale Initially, he followed a gang leader.

However, after the leader was besieged and killed, he switched his allegiance to the current

underground king of Jipsdale, Norman Dunn, and they became sworn brothers.

However, to eliminate the last threat for Norman, Theoden killed someone he shouldn’t have.

And so, they sought refuge back in their hometown, Bellridge. It was there, by a fortunate twist of fate

that they encountered Sawyer, which led to the current success of the Wahlstrom family today.

Theoden let out a soft sigh. “It is pretty much like that. But the truth is it was a woman who helped me

make decisions, whether it was following my first leader or following Norman. Even when I wanted to

emigrate years ago, she made me return to my hometown, providing me with a substantial sum of

money as startup capital. Later, with guidance from Dr. Aiello, she came to Nuthana to strategize for

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me. Otherwise, I would have only controlled one part of Nuthana. If it weren’t for her, I would have

starved to death long ago, and I wouldn’t be where I am today.”

Hearing this, Finnegan understood. “That woman is Marisol from Fleur Villa?”

“Exactly!” Theoden replied, “If it weren’t for my sister-in-law treating me like a younger brother, helping

me in various ways since we are both from Nuthana, I would have been nothing!”

“Sister-in-law?”

Theoden revealed a secret known to very few. “She is the first wife of my first leader, Jack Zymons, and

also the second wife of my leader, Norman. So, I’ve respected her as a sister-in-law for around sixty or

seventy years.”

At this revelation, Finnegan smirked. “So you’re as steadfast as iron while your leader changes? Your

sister- in-law sure knows how to play her cards!”

Seemingly aware of Finnegan’s misunderstanding, Theoden hurriedly explained, “Marisol is not that

kind of person. Jacques was ambushed and killed, so Norman avenged Jacques due to his affection

for her. Only then did Marisol marry Norman.”

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Finnegan remained puzzled. “But didn’t they say that Norman’s wife died a long time ago?”

Theoden chuckled, “Marisol is a legendary woman. Although she married Norman, they had an

agreement. One of their descendants must have the surname ‘Zymons’ to commemorate the childless

Jack. Norman could only have her as his woman and was not allowed to have any other women.

However, despite Norman taking control of the entire Jipsdale, he was surrounded by too many

women. In the end, he succumbed.”

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Finnegan grasped the situation, “So, Marisol indignantly left Norman and returned to her hometown in

Jadeborough to secretly strategize for you, leading to your current success?”

Theoden replied, “Plus, Norman entrusted me to take care of her. So, I arranged for Fleur Villa for her

to live in and later had Tyrone send people to protect her, allowing her to enjoy her later years. But last

night, she suddenly collapsed. Dr. Larkin, could you let bygones be bygones and check on her?”

Theoden spoke cautiously, seemingly afraid of upsetting Finnegan.

Finnegan said, “Let me think about it before I respond.

Having said that, Finnegan ended the call.

Alisha spoke up. “What did my grandpa say?”

“Children should not concern themselves with adult matters.”

Alisha’s red lips twitched as she pointed to the area where her clothes were almost bursting.

“Finnegan, where do I look like a child? I could smother you by burying your head in there!”

Finnegan’s mouth twitched harshly as he realized Alisha’s words were bold.

Helplessly, he muttered, “Was that Jacques guy someone you brought in?”

Alisha rolled her eyes at Finnegan and replied, “I came straight to find you as soon as I received a call

from my grandpa this morning. When would I have had the time to tell anyone else? Jacques was

adopted by Mdm. Yeatman when he was in his teens. He developed his arrogant attitude under her

care. I wouldn’t associate with such a person.”

Finnegan stretched lazily and said, “As long as it’s not another blunder caused by you, it’s fine.”

Alisha asked, “Are you going to go?”

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“This old lady is quite the legend. I’ll visit her again in the evening, I can’t cure this illness during the

day.”

The illness can’t be cured during the day?

Alisha blinked her eyes, suddenly remembering events from a few days ago. “Do you know what

happened

to Mdm. Yeatman?”

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