Chapter 23


    Chapter 23 He Is My Boyfriend


    “You only asked me out for lunch, Ms. Zimmerman?”


    At noon, Bernice phoned Finnegan and invited him to a mid-scale restaurant.


    “Are you saying that I can’t ask you out if there’s nothing important?” Bernice countered.


    Her voice carried a trace of pique and mild resentment.


    If an ordinary woman were to act so coquettishly, Finnegan would have remained unmoved. But


    considering the fact that she was a devastating beauty, he found it difficult to resist her allure. “That’s


    not what I meant. It’s just that today is Monday, and I think you’re likely swamped with work. You


    shouldn’t waste time treating me to a meal.”


    Smiling, Bernice a*sured, “If it’s you, I don’t find it a waste of time no matter what we do.”


    At that, Finnegan fell silent.


    The corners of his l*ps twitched, and he subconsciously asked, “Are you flirting with me, Ms.


    Zimmerman?”


    No sooner had that question escaped his l*ps that he regretted it.


    However, Bernice had already heard it. Flushing bright red, she lowered her head and muttered, “Let’s


    eat first. Later, I’ll bring you to a ce.”


    The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Despite sharing the same table, they did not interact as


    they ate.


    “What a coincidence, Bernie!”


    Just when the meal was on the verge of ending in silence, a man who practically had branded items


    covered all over him appeared beside them. He was dressed in an Armani suit with at gold Rolex watch


    on his wrist. “I was just nning to visit you in a few days after hearing that you’ve regained


    consciousness.”


    Whipping out ten bills in the denomination of a hundred, he tossed them down before Finnegan.


    “Scram! How dare you share the same table with my Bernie when you’re a nob*dy!”


    Finnegan eyed the bills in front of him before lifting his head to stare at the man.


    “Well, if you want to humiliate me, you’ve got to offer more money!”


    Bernice, who had gone into a bad mood at the sight of the man, was momentarily stunned.


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    Pursing her l*ps, she stifled her smile. If it weren’t for her sterling manners, she would have probably


    Even Jaxon Miles was taken aback for a moment.


    Subsequently, he whipped out a stack of bills in the denomination of a hundred that probably totaled up


    to four or five thousand with a sneer. “It seems that you’re rather tactful. Take them all!”


    Like a money-grubbing man, Finnegan gathered the money, then carefully ced it into his pocket. “It


    so happens that we’ve finished eating and are leaving. I didn’t expect to gain a few thousand before


    leaving. This table is yours now!”


    “Let’s go, then.”


    Grasping his meaning right away, Bernice stood up smilingly.


    Meanwhile, Jaxon’s expression changed as it dawned upon him that he had been tricked. “How dare


    you both y me for a fool! Men!”


    Following his roar, two b*dyguards in ck immediately strode over. “Mr. Jaxon!”


    In a sh, Bernice’s gentle and demure self before Finnegan was all but gone. “What do you want,


    Jaxon?”


    Jaxon yanked at his cor like a ruffian. “You’re to stay and eat with me. Men, throw this kid out. If he


    dares to resist, pummel him to death!”


    The two b*dyguards stalked toward Finnegan, upon which the diners at the adjacent table hastily


    sprang to their feet and backed away to avoid getting dragged into the mess.


    “He’s my boyfriend, Jaxon! Stop this!” Bernice barked.


    Huh?


    The entire restaurant promptly fell silent.


    The diners who had been watching the show scrutinized Finnegan with strange looks in their eyes.


    What a lucky b*stard! He doesn’t look as though he’s rich. How did he get himself such a stunning


    girlfriend?


    Likewise, Finnegan was stupefied. When did I be her boyfriend?


    When Jaxon registered the meaning of Bernice’s words, his expression darkened a shade. “He’s your


    boyfriend?”


    Stealing a shy look at Finnegan, Bernice answered firmly. “Yes, he’s my boyfriend. We’ve just


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    started dating. I’ll tell Mr. Miles if you darey a finger on him!”


    It was clear as day that she only said that to protect Finnegan.


    Unfortunately, Jaxon’s expression darkened further. He pointed a finger at Finnegan’s face and


    demanded, “Break up with Bernie right now and scram, kid! You’re unworthy of being with her. Also,


    she’s mine!”


    Throwing Bernice a skeptical nce, Finnegan lifted his hand and grabbed the man’s finger. “I


    positively loathe it when people point at me.”


    With a snap, he broke Jaxon’s finger. At once, thetter let out an ear-piercing scream.


    The two b*dyguards’ expressions changed drastically, and they instinctively charged at Finnegan.


    Without even a backward nce, Finnegan lifted his right leg and swept it behind him in an arc,


    sending the two b*dyguards flying. While rolling, they knocked into a few tables and overturned them.


    The entire restaurant plunged into chaos.


    Diners who were more timid in nature even started shrieking in fear.


    “Finnegan?”


    Never having expected Finnegan to get physical without warning, Bernice was so anxious. that she


    went deathly pale.


    Jaxon was Gilbert’s nephew. As his parents died early, Gilbert took him in and treated him. even better


    than his own son, Trey.


    Finnegan had only offended Sasha not long ago, and he had then hurt Jaxon. Having no idea. that


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    Finnegan had already cured Gilbert, Bernice racked her brain for a solution.


    Tightening his grip on Jaxon’s finger, Finnegan forced the man to his knees bit by bit. Jaxon wanted to


    hold out, but the excruciating pain rendered him unstable on his feet, and he fell to his knees with a


    thud.


    With such a crowd witnessing the scene, he was utterly mortified and infuriated. “My uncle is the


    wealthiest man in the city, Gilbert Miles! I’ll kill your whole family if you darey a finger


    on me!”


    “You’re threatening me?”


    Chuckling indifferently, Finnegan exerted even greater force on the man’s finger, bending it backward


    At the same time, they all felt that Finnegan was doomed because he dared to make a move


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    against Gilbert’s nephew.


    Bernice hurried over and tugged at Finnegan. “Let go of him, quick! Mr. Miles dotes on him even more


    than he does his own son, Trey!”


    “Oh, really?”


    Smiling nonchntly, Finnegan took out his phonenguidly and rang Gilbert up, putting the call on


    loudspeaker.


    Soon, the phone was connected, and Gilbert’s courteous greeting rang out. “Hello, Mr. Larkin. How


    may I help you?”


    Jaxon, who was still wailing in pain, abruptly stopped short. Naturally, he was all too familiar with his


    uncle’s voice.


    Bernice was also surprised, likely having recognized Gilbert’s voice as well.


    Hmm? But when did he obtain Mr. Miles’ personal number?


    “Mr. Miles, I just met someone named Jaxon Miles who threatened to kill my entire family while pointing


    a finger at my face. After I taught him a lesson, he imed to be your nephew, acting all high and


    mighty. I merely want to verify his identity with you,” Finnegan exined


    in an even tone.


    “Can I talk to him for a bit, Mr. Larkin?”


    Gilbert’s tone had changed, and one could sense a hint of fury in his voice.


    “Is this you,


    Uncle Gilbert?” Jaxon stammered when Finnegan held the phone out to him.


    Silence reigned on the other end of the phone for some time before Gilbert’s voice drifted. out again.


    “Mr. Larkin, he’s indeed my nephew. But since he offended you, you’re free to do anything you want to


    him. It’s fine even if you beat him to death as long as it


    appeases you!”


    After saying that, Gilbert hung up. Fear instantly flooded Jaxon. “Uncle Gilbert! Uncle Gilbert!”


    As soon as he gathered his wits about him, he pleaded with Finnegan. “I didn’t know you’re acquainted


    with my uncle, Mr. Larkin! Please spare me! I won’t do such a thing again in the future. Nor will I dare to


    have any designs on Bernie… I mean, Ms. Zimmerman! I beg you!”


    It was true that Gilbert spoiled him, but Jaxon knew all too well that it hinged on him not crossing the


    man’s bottom line.


    Right then, he had obviously done so after offending Finnegan. Thus, he dared not remain arrogant


    anymore.


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    If Jaxon had not made a move against him first, Finnegan would not have bothered teaching him a


    lesson. Seeing that the man was close to peeing his pants in fright, he grew all the more disinterested


    in doing so.


    He swung his leg back and sent Jaxon sprawling to the ground. “Keep a low profile next time. I won’t let


    you off so easily next time if you hara*s Ms. Zimmerman or throw your weight around!”


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