A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana) Novel
Chapter 212

Chapter 212 Trouble Might Be Brewing

As evening drew near, due to the rare occasion of Desmond inviting him home for dinner, Finnegan ended his treatment of Waylynn and politely declined Stephen's dinner invitation, asking Alisha to pick him up instead.

"Why didn't you ask Zephyr to pick you up?"

Once they got in the car, Alisha tossed out a comment in a resentful manner.

Finnegan understood Alisha's thoughts. "You're right. Next time, I'll just have Mr. Zephyr pick me up. No need to trouble you, Ms. Wahlstrom."

Alisha's heart tightened. "If you dare!"

As the words left her mouth, Alisha realized she had been tricked. She then scoffed and said, "So you've learned to tease me, huh? It would be even better if you could learn to sleep with me!" With that, she started the car without uttering a single word.

Finnegan acted as if he hadn't heard, turning his head to look at the gradually setting sun outside the window.

"B*stard!" she cursed under her breath. Afterward, she said, "I recently received news from Bellridge. It seems the Royle family is planning to make a move against you!"

Finnegan lifted his eyelids slightly. "A move against me? Have they gone mad?"

The deaths of Vilmar and Matthias were indeed the result of his slight manipulation.

However, they didn't have any evidence.

There was also a warning from the Wright family, so the Royle family wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

Next, behind the Royle family was Hank. In that stage of contention between the Wahlstrom and Zymons families, Hank would likely not allow the Royle family to stir up trouble. Alisha replied, "It's not certain at the moment, but Jeovani has been investigating you secretly a few times. It seems he has intentions to make a move."

Upon hearing that, Finnegan furrowed his brows.

Although he didn't take the Royle family seriously, they were still the second most powerful family in Nuthana, just after the Langdon family.

If Jeovani acted recklessly for his son, he could stir up some trouble for Finnegan.

"Assign some clever individuals to keep an eye on my family for me," Finnegan said.

Alisha said, "As soon as I received the news, I dispatched people. There's no way something like the Little Tyrant incident will happen again."

With a grunt of acknowledgment, Finnegan fell silent, gazing out of the car window in a way that left one

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wondering what he was thinking about.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Alisha could only pout in boredom and focus on driving.

But as they passed a fork in the road, Finnegan suddenly exclaimed, "Stop the car!"

After ensuring there were no cars behind her, Alisha pulled over to the side of the road. "What's wrong?"

Yet, Finnegan didn't respond. He pushed open the car door and stepped out, looking toward a mansion located high up on a hillside hundreds of meters away.

A slight frown creased his brows, his eyes shimmering with confusion.

He had noticed that mansion on his usual visits to the Wright residence, but it seemed a bit different that day.

Alisha went up to him and asked, "Why are you looking at Fleur Villa?"

"Do you know that place?" Finnegan asked.

Alisha nodded. "There's an old lady named Marisol Yeatman living in Fleur Villa. My grandpa visits her at least once a year. Even when he couldn't make it, he would have my dad or one of my three uncles go in his place."

She paused before adding, "Furthermore, my grandpa has arranged for Tyrone to station hundreds of people at Fleur Villa year-round, at the disposal of Mdm. Yeatman. However, Grandpa never explained who Mdm. Yeatman really was. He just insisted that we must respect her!"

Unexpectedly, that villa had some connections to Theoden.

Finnegan couldn't help but chuckle. "Could it be your grandpa's old flame?"

"F*ck you!" Alisha playfully pushed Finnegan, laughing. "My grandpa only has my grandma in his heart. Even though my grandma has been gone for many years, he never remarried. But what were you really looking at just now? I've never seen you pay so much attention the last few times we passed by here."

Finnegan twisted his neck and got into the car. "I didn't see much. I just have a feeling that something might happen to the people in the villa soon."

Speaking of which, he turned his gaze back to Fleur Villa. "When the time comes, you can introduce me to the owner of the villa and tell them to prepare a reward!"

Alisha's charming eyes narrowed slightly. "Is someone in the villa going to be in trouble?"

With a casual flick of his fingers, Finnegan didn't want to say more. "Drive!"

Seeing Finnegan being mysterious again, Alisha glared at him. "Thank goodness we're not f*cking. Otherwise, your habit of leaving things halfway would drive me crazy!"

The corner of Finnegan's mouth twitched fiercely. How can this vixen utter such lewd words?

Nightfall descended, and as Finnegan stepped into the garden of Dragon Bay No. 1 Villa, he spotted Bernice's car. "Isn't that my wife's car? When did she arrive? Dad asked me to come home for dinner. Could it be because my wife has arrived?"

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Curiosity piqued, Finnegan stepped into the mansion.

Bernice was the first to see him. She joyfully stood up. "Finnegan!"

Finnegan walked over and asked, "Darling, when did you get here?"

Bernice's face turned red instantly when she was being called affectionately in front of Desmond and Quiana.

However, she was feeling absolutely delighted inside. This shows that Finnegan truly considers me as his wife. Otherwise, he wouldn't call me that in front of his parents.

"I just arrived about ten minutes ago," she answered.

Finnegan nodded. It's only been over ten minutes, so Dad calling me back should have nothing to do with Bernice.

Seeing their intimate interaction, Quiana stood up with a smile. "Now that Finny is back, let's chat while we eat."

A few people sat down in the dining room.

Desmond was clearly in a good mood. He asked a housekeeper to bring over a bottle of wine. "Finny, join your father for a couple of drinks tonight."

"Dad, is there some good news?" Finnegan picked up the wine and opened it, pouring a full glass for Desmond first.

"Indeed, it's good news." Desmond burst into laughter. "I reported to Jadeborough High School today. Everything has been arranged, and I can start work next Monday. Additionally, the Department of Education has reinstated my senior teacher title, and based on my title and years of teaching, the school has allocated a three-bedroom dorm to me as a teacher's accommodation."

Finnegan laughed. "That's indeed good news. I'll join you for a couple of drinks."

"Finny, there's another reason I asked you to come home for dinner." Quiana took over the conversation.

"Mom, just say it."

Quiana didn't keep Finnegan in suspense and revealed the reason, "After all, this Dragon Bay No. 1 Villa was lent to us by Mr. Miles, and it's not quite right for us to keep living here. So, after discussing it with your father, we've decided to move to the teachers' dorm that has been allocated to us in the next few days."

Upon hearing that, Finnegan paused for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses.

Bernice looked at Finnegan curiously, wondering why he hadn't yet told Desmond and Quiana that Dragon Bay was his.

Seeing Finnegan suddenly fall silent, Quiana thought he didn't want to move. "Finny, living in Dragon Bay No. 1 Villa is indeed very comfortable, but it's not ours after all. You can't be too attached! Moreover, living here for this period of time, your father and I can't even replace someone to talk to. Moving to the teachers' dorm would be a different story."

Seeing his parents really moving out, Finnegan didn't quite like the idea in his heart.

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Because the teachers' dorm was crowded and chaotic, he didn't know when the person he had offended might strike at them again.

So, after some thought, Finnegan decided not to keep secrets from his parents anymore.

Scratching his head, he said, "Mom and Dad, actually, Dragon Bay No. 1 Villa wasn't lent to me by Mr. Miles for me to live in. It was mine to begin with, so you can stay as long as you want!"

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