The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 71

“Oh, so it's a gift from Mr. Miles. You're incredible, Finnegan.”

On the way to the hotel, Bernice had asked Finnegan about the origin of the member card. When she learned the truth, her eyes sparkled with admiration.

Miles Group had various types of membership cards. However, the only card she knew that allowed its holder to access all businesses under Miles Group for free belonged to Finnegan.

Cindy, who had failed to embarrass Finnegan, said coldly, “What a shame! If I were you, I'd never use that card. Because if I don't, it means Mr. Miles will keep owing me a favor. What a waste of opportunity.”

“Can you be a little less mean, Cin?” Bernice piped up. What is wrong with her today? She's usually supportive of me, so why is she acting like this all of a sudden?

Finnegan turned to Cindy with a smile. “We humans can't count on other people to live our lives. In the end, we need to rely on ourselves and be independent. Only a loser will hope for others to owe them a favor. You're almost thirty years old, Cin. How have you still not grasped this simple concept?”

Cindy grimaced, having been scolded.

He had indirectly criticized her for relying on her relationship with Bernice and called her an immature old woman.

Finnegan didn't give Cindy a chance to retort as he promptly held Bernice's hand and whispered to her.

Cindy was infuriated that she couldn't say anything. That b*stard and his stupid act! One must always rely on wealth, resources, and connections to succeed in this society!

She believed that, despite his medical skills, he still needed to be given a chance by the rich and powerful to be able to treat them.

Unbeknownst to her, people usually did have to wait in line to be treated by Finnegan.

By the time they arrived at Grand View Hotel, the sky was already dark.

Finnegan and Bernice maintained their distance as they hadn't announced their relationship yet. If they held hands, people would gossip about them behind their backs.

Bernice's father and uncle were welcoming the guests at the entrance.

Upon spotting them, Bernice greeted, “Dad! Uncle Bishop!”

Patrick smiled. “I see you're here with Finnegan, Bernice.”

Finnegan nodded. “Hello, Mr. Patrick.”

Bishop merely glanced at Finnegan before greeting Cindy politely. “Please settle inside with Bernice first, Ms. Zalder. The others from the company have already arrived.”

“All right, Mr. Zimmerman,” Cindy replied.

Finnegan and the others didn't stick around at the entrance to avoid blocking other guests from entering.

After entering the elevator, Finnegan asked, “Are your father and uncle your grandmother's sons, Bernie?”

Bernice was puzzled. “Why are you asking that? My grandpa was only married once, so of course they are both my grandma's children.”

“Does your uncle's family also only has a daughter like your family?”

Bernice was baffled by his questions, but she still answered, “My uncle has two children, a son and a daughter. Also, he married young, so both of his children are older than me. What's wrong?”

Finnegan's lips twitched.

When he casually glanced at Patrick and Bishop, he had thought they seemed like brothers born from different mothers or fathers.

Additionally, Bishop appeared to be someone who'd only have daughters. He wondered how Bishop had a son.

He practiced the art of face reading from Primordial Pharmacopoeia. He was confident that, unless he was involved, his judgment was correct.

Cindy sneered at that. Even if you can't put up with it, you still have to!

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