Novel Sweet
Chapter 56
Chapter 56
Chapter 56 My Grandpa Did You A Favor
“Finny, is it really going to be all right tonight?” Josephine asked anxiously.
Finnegan had just sent her back home.
After all, it was Tyrone’s turf, and Finnegan had caused quite the commotion.
Finnegan replied casually. “Don’t worry. It’s going to be all right. Why did you—”
“Finny, Ms. Zimmerman has settled the matter for me. Just don’t ask about it anymore, and don’t let my
mom and Casper know about it either. Anyhow, I won’t go there again!”
Realizing her reluctance to divulge further, Finnegan nodded and decided against probing. “All right,
then. Go on and get a good rest earlier.”
Finnegan sent her off into the residential area before heading inside the car.
Bernice uttered, “Drive”
Finnegan wound down the car window to get some fresh air. “Bernie, what’s the matter with
Josephine?”
Since the driver was right in front, it didn’t sit right with Finnegan to use an intimate- sounding term of
address.
“Well, she met a jerk and fell hopelessly in love with him. Like a lot of other gullible girls in love, she
wanted to give everything to the guy to prove how much she loved him. In the end, she got duped, and
the guy used her identity to apply for over a million in loans online. She didn’t dare to tell her family
either. So, she could only earn money this way to pay the loans. Don’t worry, though. I’ve lent her one-
point-five million, and she’s going to pay it off by deducting it monthly from her salary.”
Finnegan furrowed his brows. “I didn’t think a rational woman like Josephine would also get conned.
Who is that jerk? He should be the one to pay off the loans!”
“He was the general manager of the sales department in Firebird Group. I sent him to jail half a year
ago on account of misappropriating company funds, making illegal profits, and S**ually exploiting
female employees. He’s serving a ten-year sentence. Besides, he used Josephine’s identity to apply
for the loans. So, only Josephine is liable. She can’t provide any evidence to prove that she is not
involved,” Bernice said with a bitter smile.
The corner of Finnegan’s eyes twitched after listening to her. He decided against asking further
questions. Otherwise, he was only going to make things awkward for her, especially since Bernice was
the CEO of Firebird Group.
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Hence, he changed the topic and said, “Send me to Royal Golden Hotel.”
Bernice asked the driver to drop Finnegan off first.
Then, she said sternly, “Finnegan, there’s one more thing. Please don’t act so rashly anymore. I’ve
asked Grandpa to talk to Tyrone just now, and it’s obvious that Grandpa is a little angry. If you continue
to do this…”
Bernice did not finish her sentence, but it was enough to make her point.
If Finnegan continued to act recklessly, Bruce would definitely be more opposed to the ideal of them
getting together.
Finnegan was stumped. “Did you ask your grandpa to plead for mercy from Tyrone?”
“Yes. How do you think you managed to leave unscathed?”
Finnegan knew that Bernice wouldn’t lie to him. However, he recalled the fact that Tyrone hadn’t
received any call back then.
Obviously, Bruce had only agreed to call Tyrone in front of Bernice. However, he didn’t contact Tyrone
at all.
Nonetheless, even if he did call Tyrone, the latter might not even spare him the courtesy.
However, Finnegan wished to keep the matter from Bernice, for he didn’t wish for her to confront Bruce.
“Please thank your grandpa on my behalf, then.”
Bernice, who still knew nothing, said, “Thank him yourself. Coincidentally, his birthday is this Thursday.”
She paused briefly, and her cheeks tinged pink as she continued in a low voice, “I plan to tell everyone
that you’re my boyfriend on that day. Are you happy?”
Finnegan’s foul mood dissipated into thin air right then.
Does it even matter what Bruce thinks? I just have to know that Bernice is sincere toward me.
Overjoyed, he pecked her on the l*ps when the driver was not watching. “Then I’m going to prepare a
grand birthday present for your grandpa so that he accepts me as his grandson-in- law.”
Bernice blushed crimson and immediately glanced in the driver’s direction.
Noticing that the driver hadn’t noticed them, she pinched Finnegan and said, “Meanie!”
Back at the hotel, Alisha was leaning back on the couch watching TV, wearing nothing but an oversized
T-shirt, revealing her enticing slender legs.
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Finnegan walked over and took a seat. Just when Alisha was about to say something, he asked. “What
kind of person is Tyrone Calandrino?”
Even though they had gotten over the night, Finnegan couldn’t shake the feeling that Tyrone was not
someone to be taken lightly.
Noticing the grim expression on Finnegan’s face, Alisha straightened her back and said, “I seldom
cross paths with him, but my grandpa did say that Tyrone would be a great ally if he was managed well.
Otherwise, he would be a ticking time bomb. What’s the matter?”
Finnegan narrowed his eyes and recounted what happened that night.
After finishing, he stood up and said, “But it’s all done now. Just keep it to yourself. It’s not necessary to
let your grandpa know.”
Alisha called him, “Are you going back to your room now?”
“Why? Do I stay and let you seduce me?” he retorted.
“Oh, how you wound me.”
As one of the ten most beautiful women in Nuthana, Alisha had never doubted her charm.
However, her exchanges with Finnegan had left her doubting her charisma at times.
The next day, Finnegan rushed over to Lindsey’s residential area early in the morning.
It was Monday, and Rhiannon was supposed to go for an interview at Pentariver Group. However,
Finnegan was worried about Dexter and his sister’s sinister personalities and decided to tag along.
After a short wait, Rhiannon drove out of the garage. She had spent the weekend with Lindsey
familiarizing herself with the neighborhood, and she could now drive around easily.
“Finn, this car is great. But is it really all right?”
“Why? What can go wrong?” Finnegan asked with a smile.
Rhiannon carefully pulled into the right lane and asked, “I haven’t even graduated yet, and I’m already
driving a car worth over two million. Will people talk behind. my back?”
“That’s possible,” Finnegan replied with a smile. “But keep in mind that those who speak ill of you are
often driven by jealousy. You don’t need to pay attention to them. You have nothing to worry about as
long as you conduct yourself with integrity! Besides, you have to get used. to it. There are too many
people who speak ill of others just to feel better themselves.”
Rhiannon nodded. “You’re right, Finn. Why on earth should I care about what others think?
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When it was about nine o’clock, Rhiannon drove the car to the parking lot to the left of the Pentariver
Group building.
Finnegan complimented, “Impressive! You reverse-parked flawlessly in one go. Anyone who didn’t
know better would a*sume you’re an experienced driver.”
“Of course. I’m a beauty with brains,” Rhiannon declared proudly.
“Don’t act like a snob just because someone praises you. Hurry up and go inside. Call me if anything
happens,” Finnegan urged.
“All right, Finn. I’m going in, then.”
After seeing her off into the Pentariver Group building, Finnegan reclined his car seat and leaned back
to rest.
Shortly after, he saw a dozen of cars approaching the building. Bodyguards in black suits got out of the
car, followed by Winston, accompanied by Cadmus.
Finnegan eyed the entourage impa*sively. He didn’t intend to get out of his car to greet Winston. Well,
it seems like it wasn’t all talk the other day. Pentariver Group is going to undergo a ma*sive
restructuring.
Winston was unaware that Finnegan was nearby. He lifted his head to look at the towering Pentariver
Group building, the company he had founded.
“I’m finally retiring today!” he lamented.