Chapter 202 Shall We Make A Bet
The banquet was nearing its end. noveldrama
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
III
1
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.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Healing Avenger