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Chapter 101
Chapter 101
Chapter 101 Where Is Bernice
“Why?” Alisha asked, dumbfounded.
She could clearly sense Finnegan’s disgust.
Finnegan replied darkly, “What do you think?”
He had asked for one of Theoden’s loyal subordinates to advance his plans of revenge against the
Chomsky family.
Alas, at the most critical juncture, Alisha had committed a fatal flaw by not uncovering Tristan’s plans to
cause a car accident.
If Xavier hadn’t driven Rhiannon’s car away, would Rhiannon still be alive today? While there were no
fatalities in the accident, there were still countless injuries!
The accident was by no means Finnegan’s fault, yet he felt obliged to shoulder part of the blame, as
Tristan’s actions clearly carried malice toward him.
He felt responsible for dragging other people into his mess.
Alisha finally caught on to the implications in his words and asked, “Are you blaming me for not keeping
a closer eye on Tristan?”
Finnegan retracted his gaze from hers and uttered, “Talking about the past is useless. I’ll give you ten
million now. Think of how to compensate the victims. At the end of the day, I’m at fault for dragging
them into my mess!”
If only I didn’t give the Chomsky family fifteen days. If I had destroyed them in one fell swoop, there
wouldn’t have been forty-eight innocent casualties today. Luckily there were no deaths!
Alisha said through gritted teeth, “I admit I was careless, Finnegan, but you are to blame too. If you had
followed my initial suggestion to destroy the Chomsky family immediately, these injuries would never
have happened. That’s why I’ll never leave!”
Finnegan frowned lightly but did not fly into a rage.
He had to admit that Alisha was right.
Sighing to himself, he walked to the window and gazed at the night scenery outside. He lamented.
“Why does peace elude me?”
Finnegan had arranged for extra security for his family. It was impossible for Tristan to harm them
unless he dispatched a ma*sive number of men.
The same situation applied to Josephine and her family. Dozens of guards were secretly on standby
around her house and would immediately detect any infiltrations from Tristan’s men. They would swiftly
get rid of the intruders before Josephine’s family even realized anything was amiss.
Despite the security measures, doubt continued to niggle at Finnegan’s mind. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.
He was nonetheless confident that Tristan would not target Raymond’s or Adrian’s families.
Tristan definitely knew that Finnegan would hardly blink if harm were to befall his uncles’ families. In
fact, Finnegan could very well be rejoicing at their misfortune.
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But besides these people, who else is important to me? Wait a minute!
Panic flickered in Finnegan’s eyes as Bernice’s image surfaced in his mind.
Bernice was the most important person to him besides his family and Josephine’s family.
Her status, as well as the fact that she was always surrounded by b*dyguards, caused the matter of her
safety to temporarily sl*p Finnegan’s mind..
He quickly picked up his phone to call Bernice.
Before Finnegan could dial her number, a call came in from Jennifer.
His heart sank. He suppressed his uneasiness and answered the call.
“Ms. Jennifer, what’s up?”
Jennifer sounded anxious on the other end of the line. “Finnegan, is Bernie with you?”
His uneasiness ballooned as he replied, “Bernie’s not with me now. What’s going on?”
Jennifer’s anxiety became more palpable. “Bernie went shopping with Cindy tonight. She was spending
an unusually long time in the restroom, so Cindy was worried and went inside to look for her, but Bernie
wasn’t there at all. Cindy contacted the mall security, who immediately checked the surveillance
camera footage. She tried to call Bernie, but Bernie’s phone was switched off. Worst of all, the
restroom happens to be outside the surveillance camera’s field of view.”
She asked again, “Finnegan, is Bernie really not with you?”
-Tristant
Finnegan was certain that Tristan had a hand in Bernice’s disappearance, and he was furious.
Still, he tried to sound as calm as possible as he rea*sured Jennifer, “I’m heading out to look for Bernie
now, Ms. Jennifer. She’ll be fine. You and Mr. Patrick shouldn’t worry too much!”
After he hung up, Alisha asked, “What’s wrong?”
Finnegan whirled around to face her and announced fiercely, “To the Chomsky residence!”
“Who are you? Stay there!”
Half an hour later, Finnegan pulled up to the Chomsky residence. He strode fearlessly toward the main
entrance, which put the security guards on high alert.
Finnegan ignored their warning and walked on, a dark expression on his face.
The commotion drew the attention of more security guards on the property. One of them called out.
“This is private property. If you insist on intruding, we will use force to remove you.”
Still, Finnegan continued on.
“D”mn it! He’s here to cause trouble! Seize him!”
Seeing that Finnegan was about to enter the garden, six b*dyguards rushed forward to apprehend
him.
The b*dyguard leading the group whipped out a stun baton and activated it.
Instead of dodging, Finnegan simply punched the attacking b*dyguard right in the face.
Crack!
The impact crushed the b*dyguard’s nose bridge, and the man slumped into an unconscious heap on
the ground.
Then, Finnegan leaped into the air. The remaining b*dyguards had no time to react. They were sent
flying by Finnegan’s kicks. Cries of anguish filled the air.
Finnegan barely spared them a glance and stepped into the garden.
Soon, over twenty b*dyguards surrounded him.
One of them recognized Finnegan and instantly went on high alert. He shouted, “Get Boss here, stat!
Finnegan’s here!”
He did not have to wait long. Tristan soon strolled out of the mansion, his laughter filling the air.
“Finnegan, you’re finally here! But I only gave you an hour to arrive. You’re almost two hours late!”
Narrowing his eyes, Tristan taunted, “That’s fine, though, as long as you’re here. Now, go on in and
treat Killi.”
His arrogance was stifling.
Finnegan shot him a cold glare and demanded, “Where’s Bernice?”
“Bernice?” Tristan feigned ignorance. “Is Ms. Zimmerman missing? Well, why don’t you run along and
treat Killi? Perhaps Ms. Zimmerman will magically reappear once he’s cured.”)
Finnegan was surer than ever that Tristan was responsible for Bernice’s missing act.
He recalled the forty-eight-person car accident, and he simply could not control his rage any longer.
Finnegan walked toward Tristan with a dark look.
Most of Tristan’s b*dyguards had had a taste of Finnegan’s fist at the hospital and hesitated about
moving. forward to protect Tristan.
“Don’t move! He wouldn’t dare to strike me!” Tristan gloated confidently.
After all, he had Bernice under his control.
Tristan knew his b*dyguards were no match for Finnegan. Otherwise, he would have asked them to
beat up Finnegan since the latter’s arrival.
That was how Finnegan made his way to Tristan unhindered.
Tristan stepped aside and gestured toward the entrance with a wicked smirk. “Welcome!”
Bam!
To his surprise, Tristan was instead greeted by one of Finnegan’s legs. Tristan flew backward and
crashed heavily into a pillar.
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The b*dyguards’ expressions instantly changed. Still, no one moved. They were too traumatized by
Finnegan’s beating in the past.
Tristan curled into a ball and gasped in agony. “You’re a madman, Finnegan! Have you considered the
consequences?”
Finnegan bent over and seized Tristan by the neck. He raised the man off the ground and asked,
“Where’s Bernice?”
That was Tristan’s trump card, and he would not give away her location. “You know her best. How
would I know if even you’re clueless? Be a smart man and treat Killi now, or you’ll regret this!”
Finnegan did not feel threatened. His gaze glinted with ferocity.
He tightened his hold on Tristan’s neck and raised the man higher off the floor. “Tell me where Bernice
is. Otherwise, the fifteen-day period is off. A few hours won’t make a difference!”
“I don’t know!”
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