Chapter 147
Chapter 147 He Has Forgiven You
The next day, Mandy woke up at about nine in the morning.
The memories of the previous night came rushing back like a tide when she found herself in her room.
Her expression changed abruptly. Where’s Finnegan?
Mandy sat up, causing the thin nket to sl*p off her b*dy.
To her astonishment, she waspletely n*ked.
Mandy instinctively lowered her head, her mind briefly freezing. Who brought me homest night? Why
am I n*ked?
She only recalled that Vilmar and the others had gottenpletely drunk, but she had no recollection
of what had transpired after that.
“You’re awake.” At that very moment, a voice sounded from beside her.
Mandy swiftly lifted her head to see Finnegan sitting there, d only in his boxers.
He was looking at her with an amused glint in his eyes.
Mandy did not scream or be hysterical. She calmly picked up the thin nket and covered
herself. “Did we…”
“What do you think?” Finnegan walked toward the bed and lifted her chin.
Mandy pursed her l*ps. “I know you didn’t do anything to me.”
Lowering his hand, Finnegan picked up the pants and clothes from the side. “I actually nned to have
my way with you so that you’d understand the dangers of society and stop ying your little tricks. But
at thest moment, I held back. I can’t fall for your trick!”
“I don’t understand what you’re saying.” A glint shed across Mandy’s eyes.
After putting on his shirt, Finnegan turned around and cast a nonchnt nce at her. “You don’t have
to. Just make sure this doesn’t happen again.”
He was ready to walk out of the room after putting on his pants, not intending to dwell on Mandy’s
scheme.
After all, if he had walked away at that time, she would not have been able to stop him. However, he
had stayed to confront Vilmar and the others out of dissatisfaction.
“Where
are Vilmar and the others? Did you provoke themst night?” Mandy got out of bed anxiously, paying
no attention to the thin nket that had sl*pped off entirely.
It was unclear whether she had done it deliberately or identally.
Finnegan opened the door and cast a deep nce at the woman who could drive countless men crazy
at
the moment.
Without a hint of mischief in his eyes, he said. “Why bother asking such meaningless questions?”.
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He walked out of the room. Mandy’s gaze followed his departing figure.
Frowning, Mandy sat down by the edge of the bed. “It seems my spections were right.”
Last night, when Finnegan had agreed to y the drinking games, he had more than just disciplining
Vilmar and his group in mind.
He had also taught her a lesson. Otherwise, he would not have made her gulp down three bottles of
alcohol.
Mandy picked up her phone and called her grandfather. “Grandpa, I think I’ve annoyed Dr. Larkin.”
Subsequently, she recounted the entire sequence of events to Howard, starting from her n to have
Finnegan apany her to the party using Quiana, all the way to the incident that had transpired
earlier in the morning.
She concluded with a wry smile, “He’s indeed evil. He did something to me, just as I had guessed, but
he didn’t fully force it on me. He even saw through my intentions!”
Howard chuckled meaningfully. “You’re overthinking.”
“Overthinking?” Mandy did not quite understand his response.
“Yeah. If Dr. Larkin found you annoying, he wouldn’t have brought you back home. Moreover, he
wouldn’t have stayed until this morning. It seems he’s forgiven you after making you down three bottles
of alcohol.”
Mandy contemted for a moment and thought what he said made sense.
“Grandpa, does that mean I can take the initiative to approach him more often?”
“No, stick to the n,” Howard responded. “As long as you treat his parents well, his tolerance and
eptance toward you will grow. After all, he’s a filial son.”
Mandy nodded, seemingly understanding yet not quite. “Got it.”
After ending the call, Mandy gazed at her reflection in the mirror.
Her eyes twinkled with curiosity. “No one has treated me like that before. I wonder how far he wentst
night.”
Meanwhile, Finnegan returned to Dragon Bay’s No. 1 Vi after leaving Mandy’s house.
“Finny, you didn’te backst night. Where did you go?” Upon his arrival. Quiana walked up to him
with concern.
Finnegan chose not to disclose that he was at Dragon Bay’s No. 2 Vi with Mandy and the things he
did to her. “I provided medical treatment to Ms. Langdon’s friend untiltest night, so I ended up
staying at her friend’s ce.”
Before that, Mandy had indeed informed Quiana that she wished for Finnegan to assist her friend with.
medical treatment.
Quina epted the exnation without suspicion. “Did Ms. Langdon mention anything about how to
deal with Mr. Zymons?”
Finnegan answered, “Ms. Langdon’s grandfather has agreed to handle it. Everything’s fine now.”
“Really?”
“Of course!”
Quiana, who had no idea Finnegan had said that to merely ease her worry, sped her hands. “Oh,
thank God!” She turned around and spoke to the housekeeper. “Marc, go and buy some ingredients
“Finny, remember toe back for dinner. We must thank her properly,” she added.
Finnegan’s l*ps twitched. Thank goodness I didn’t burn bridges with her. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able
to use her as a convenient excuse to ease my parents’ worry.
However, the idea of inviting Mandy to dinner did not sit well with Finnegan.
After all, she was the source of his conflict with Vilmar and his group. Finnegan had not fully forgiven
her
yet.
“Have you forgotten what Jenna told you over the phonest night?” Desmond asked Quiana,
interrupting Finnegan’s thoughts of dissuading her from inviting Mandy over for dinner.
Finnegan asked, “What’s wrong with Mdm. Dickson?”
Quiana pped her forehead. “Oh my gosh, Ipletely forgot about it!” Turning to Finnegan, she
continued, “Mdm. Dickson called. She mentioned that her rheumatism has red up due to the humid
weather, and she was hoping you could visit to check on her. Josephine recently got a position at
Firebird Group, and Casper is now employed at Jerome Medical Clinic, all of which they attribute to
your help. They want to express their gratitude by inviting you to dinner tonight.”
Finnegan asked, “Howe Casper didn’t tell me about it?”
Quiana gave Finnegan a pat on the shoulder. “What’s the difference? Make sure you go over in the
evening. Get them a gift, too.”
“All right.” Although it felt weird, Finnegan did not dwell on it. It’s better than me being stuck here,
entertaining Mandy with my parents. All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.
Meanwhile, at an upscale private hospital, Vilmar had finally regained consciousness after undergoing
gastricvage the previous night.
Sitting beside him were Ariendel and the others, who had also just received intravenous treatments.
“Where’s Matthias and the others?” Vilmar asked.
Ariendel, who was still tidying her hair after Vilmar had vomited on her, responded, “They’re in a simr
state as you. They’re currently getting IV treatments in another ward.”
Recalling the events ofst night, Vilmar threw a punch against the bed and eximed, “D*mn you,
Finnegan! How dare you y us all like fools!”
Thinking back to how Finnegan had casually walked away with Mandy, he knew that Finnegan had
been manipting them from the beginning.
Despite their initial belief that they had outsmarted him, they were the ones who had fallen into his trap
The events of yesterday’s incident ignited a murderous rage within Vilmar.
Ariendel tugged at her hair, her face contorted with fury. “We must not let him get away with this. How
dare he y us like that!”
Vilmar’s tone took on a sinister edge. “We won’t let him off that easily! Get someone to investigate
Finnegan,” he ordered. “I want to know all of his information by evening.”