The Healing Avenger novel Chapter 451

At night, after taking Bernice for a tour around Bennett Farmhouse and packing a roasted suckling pig, Finnegan finally brought her to the Wright residence.

That was the first time Bernice had visited the residence.

Feeling somewhat nervous, she asked, “Finnegan, is it really okay?”

Nathan had once held control over Nuthana for a decade, and prior to his retirement, his status had even ascended to the top ten ranks of Loang.

At that moment, Finnegan was about to take her to approach Nathan by pulling strings, which made Bernice feel somewhat uneasy.

“Don't worry, Old Mr. Wright is really approachable!” Finnegan held Bernice's hand tightly, comforting her. “Moreover, I've brought some delicious food with me. He will surely welcome us with a smile.”

Bernice glanced at him. “How can you say that without feeling embarrassed? When people come to visit Old Mr. Wright, they bring all sorts of valuable health supplements. Yet, you're just bringing a roasted suckling pig and the wine you brewed yourself.”

Finnegan chuckled. “The Wright family is not short of valuable items. I assure you, Old Mr. Wright will be satisfied with my humble offering.”

With a helpless pat on Finnegan, Bernice found herself unable to say anything more.

At the entrance, Stephen had been waiting since early on.

Upon seeing them, he immediately greeted them with a smile, “We agreed on half past seven, and it's almost eight now. Why are you late?”

Bernice politely greeted, “Mr. Wright!”

Finnegan seemed much more casual. “I remembered that your old man loves the roast suckling pig from Bennett Farmhouse, so I made a detour to pick one up on my way here.”

Upon hearing that, Stephen looked surprised and said, “Finnegan, why do I feel like you have some sort of scheme planned for tonight?”

In the past, Finnegan always arrived empty-handed.

That was the first time Finnegan was so “polite.”

Finnegan cleared his throat. “What kind of scheme could I possibly have? I was simply bringing my wife over for a visit during our free time.”

Stephen wore an expression of disbelief.

However, he didn't press further, saying, “Let's go. My grandfather was just asking when you arrived.”

Following Stephen, Bernice lowered her voice and asked Finnegan, “Did you really only treat Ms. Wright?”

The conversation between Finnegan and Stephen earlier seemed more like that of close friends.

They were no mere casual acquaintance!

Finnegan touched his nose and said, “There are some other reasons. I'll tell you all about them once we're married.”

Bernice's cheeks turned red. She gently pushed him away. “Who said I was going to marry you? Shameless.”

“Oh? So you mean I can play around without any responsibility?”

Suddenly, Bernice's cheeks turned even redder.

However, Stephen was right in front of them, so all she could do was quietly pinch Finnegan's waist. “You're not allowed to tease me like this.”

Finnegan took a sharp intake of breath. His wife might have appeared delicate and frail, but her actions were truly forceful!

Soon, they met Nathan.

However, it wasn't in the dining room, but rather in Nathan's small courtyard.

In addition to Nathan, both Waylynn and Romona were also present.

However, perhaps due to Bernice's presence, the two women did not display any signs of familiarity.

They merely displayed a polite nod of acknowledgment.

Upon seeing Nathan, Bernice became even more nervous. “Hello, Old Mr. Wright!”

Nathan chuckled. “Don't be nervous. Just think of me as an ordinary old man. Please, have a seat!”

Naturally, Finnegan wasn't going to be overly polite. He took Bernice by the hand and sat down.

However, in the presence of Bernice, he restrained himself a bit, lacking his usual casual and careless demeanor. “I know you love the roast suckling pig from Bennett Farmhouse, so I went out of my way to get one for you. You should eat it while it's still hot.”

“Huh?” Bernice's lips quivered, shocked by Finnegan's words. Didn't he say we're here to ask Old Mr. Wright to expedite the approval process? Why is he saying it's fine now? Could it be that Old Mr. Wright's words had dissuaded him?

Stephen, Waylynn, and Romona all widened their eyes in surprise. Are you messing with us? It was one thing if you brewed it yourself, but could the wine brewed this afternoon really be ready to drink by evening?

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