A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 202 Shall We Make A Bet

The banquet was nearing its end.

Except for those close to the Caulder family, the rest of the guests bid farewell one by one.

“Finnegan, most of the guests have left. Where’s your birthday gift?”

Myla, who had long wanted to embarrass Finnegan, chose this moment to speak up.

Everyone at the table, including Trey, gave Myla a sympathetic look.

Through their experience, anyone with intentions toward Finnegan would end up at a disadvantage.

Sasha and Mandy felt this most deeply.

However, Myla, not knowing much about Finnegan, seemed persistent. “It doesn’t matter if you didn’t prepare one.

Anyway, saving my grandfather is more valuable than any birthday gift. It’s fine if you lack sincerity.”

Despite saying that, she didn’t bother hiding the mocking smile that spread across her lips.

Finnegan gave her a speechless glance.

She had an attractive appearance and figure, with a particularly charming and elegant temperament.

Unfortunately, she was a little arrogant, and that made people uncomfortable.

Thinking to himself that appearances can be deceiving Finnegan decided to give Myla a lesson. “Ms. Caulder, I

indeed have prepared a birthday gift. It’s not just any gift as it outshines all the gifts given by everyone else. I

daresay it’s the best in the world. Do you believe me?”

Myla’s face showed even more disdain.

“Finnegan, did you rely on your eloquence to gain my grandfather’s favor?” she sneered.

“It seems you don’t believe me!” Finnegan feigned displeasure.

Myla had no idea that Finnegan was trying to trick her, so she nodded honestly. “I believe you when you say you’ve

prepared a gift, but I don’t believe you when you say your gift will outshine everyone else’s as it is the best in the

world!”

Finnegan’s expression darkened. “Do you want to make a bet? If I were boasting, I’d do whatever you say. However,

if it is the opposite…”

At this point, Finnegan leaned in a bit, whispering words audible only to Myla.

Myla’s face instantly turned beet red. “Shameless man!”

Finnegan spread his hands. “It seems you do not dare to accept my bet.”

“I agree!” Upon thinking of the unreasonable demand Finnegan just made, Myla couldn’t care less about her

upbringing and manners. She only wanted to see Finnegan lose face. “If the birthday gift you present

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isn’t as you claimed, the relationship between you and the Caulder family is over, and there will be no more

connections between us!”

“Ms. Caulder, it seems like you’re afraid I’ll cling to the Caulder family’s coattails!”

Finnegan chuckled, feeling that Myla was getting a bit too full of herself.

Trey and others at the table sighed inwardly, thinking that Myla was a bit presumptuous.

Countless people would love to curry favor with Finnegan but didn’t have the chance to do so.

However, this was Myla’s own business, and they all tactfully chose to be observers.

Myla scornfully said. “What, are you backing down now?”

“Well, be prepared. I’ll be collecting my reward soon!”

With a playful smile, Finnegan stood up and walked toward the main table.

At this moment, most of the guests had already left, leaving only Gilbert, Winston, and others, as well as the

Zimmerman family.

Seeing him approach the main table, Timothy whispered to Millicent, “Grandma, what is this guy up

Millicent coldly snorted. “What does it matter? He’s just a guy without background, relying on a powerful backing to

bully others!”

Finnegan reached the main table.

Gilbert, Winston, and others stood up and greeted, “Mr. Larkin!”

After probing for information from Desmond, Bruce wore a complicated expression. “Finnegan.”

But for Millicent and Timothy, it felt like an unreal dream.

The younger generation being polite to him was understandable, but why was the older generation also being so

courteous?

Timothy suddenly felt a bit uneasy and gave Millicent a soft tug. “Grandma, this isn’t just a simple favor, i it? Uncle’s

family wouldn’t use Finnegan to take complete control of the Zimmerman family, would they?

Millicent’s face had turned dark as the outcome was something she hadn’t anticipated. “Don’t panic just yet!”

After nodding in response to Gilbert and others, Finnegan took out a small box about the size of a child’s fist from

his body. “Old Mr. Caulder, this is the birthday gift I prepared for you. Please accept it.”

Soren stood up and waved his hand. “Finn, your presence at my birthday banquet is the greatest gift. I can’t accept

this present!”

William echoed, “Mr. Larkin, you should take the gift back. Saving my dad is already the most valuable gift.”

“Old Mr. Caulder, Mr. Caulder.”

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Desmond was in high spirits today. Feeling slightly tipsy, he got to his feet.

He persuaded, “Treating Old Mr. Caulder’s illness is Finny’s duty as a doctor, and giving a birthday gift is a sincere

gesture. Please accept it.”

Finnegan added cheerfully, “My dad is right. Besides, this birthday gift is specially prepared for Old Mr. Caulder. It

wouldn’t be appropriate to give it to someone else now.”

“Well…” Soren’s face showed hesitation.

Seeing them insist, Soren nodded and took the small box. “All right, I’ll accept it.”

At that moment, Myla walked over and asked, “Grandpa, what did Finnegan give you?”

Soren wore a stern expression. “Myla, it’s a gift.”

“Old Mr. Caulder, it’s fine.” Finnegan took over the conversation. “Ms. Caulder, if you want to look at it, go ahead

and open it. It can also be consumed now.”

Soren was taken aback. “Consume it?”

He thought it was some sort of small trinket.

However, Bruce stood up, his body trembling profusely in shock. Don’t tell me…