Chapter 71 He Is My Boyfriend âOh, so its a gift from Mr. Miles. Youâre incredible. Finnegan.â
On the way to the hotel. Bernice had asked Finnegan about the origin of the member card. When she learned the truth, her eyes sparkled with admiration.
Miles Group had various types of membership cards. However, the only card she knew that allowed its holder to access all businesses under Miles Group for free belonged to Finnegan.
Cindy, who had failed to embarrass Finnegan, said coldly. âWhat a shame! If I were you. Iâd never use that card. Because if I donât, it means Mr. Miles will keep owing me a favor. What a waste of opportunity.â
âCan you be a little less mean, Cin?â Bernice piped up. What is wrong with her today? Sheâs usually supportive of me, so why is she acting like this all of a sudden?
Finnegan turned to Cindy with a smile. âWe humans canât count on other people to live our lives. In the end, we need to rely on ourselves and be independent. Only a loser will hope for others to owe them a favor. Youâre almost thirty years old, Cin. How have you still not grasped this simple concept?â
Cindy grimaced, having been scolded.
He had indirectly criticized her for relying on her relationship with Bernice and called her an immature old woman.
Finnegan didnât give Cindy a chance to retort as he promptly held Berniceâs hand and whispered to her.
Cindy was infuriated that she couldnât say anything. That b*stard and his stupid act! One must always rely on toealth, resources, and connections to succeed in this society!
She believed that, despite his medical skills, he still needed to be given a chance by the rich and powerful to be able to treat them.
Unbeknownst to her, people usually did have to wait in line to be treated by Finnegan.
By the time they arrived at Grand View Hotel, the sky was already dark.
Finnegan and Bernice maintained their distance as they hadnât announced their relationship yet. If they held hands, people would gossip about them behind their backs.
Berniceâs father and uncle were welcoming the guests at the entrance.
Upon spotting them, Bernice greeted, âDad! Uncle Bishop!â
www Patrick similed. âI see youâre here with Finnegan, Bernice.â
Finnegan nodded. âHello, Mr. Patrick.â
Bishop merely glanced at Finnegan before greeting Cindy politely. âPlease settle inside with Bernice first, Ms. Zalder. The others from the company have already arrived.â
âAll right, Mr. Zimmerman,â Cindy replied.
Finnegan and the others didnât stick around at the entrance to avoid blocking other guests from entering.
After entering the elevator, Finnegan asked, âAre your father and uncle your grandmotherâs sons, Bernie?â
Bernice was puzzled. âWhy are you asking that? My grandpa was only married once, so of course they are both my grandmaâs children.â
âDoes your uncleâs family also only has a daughter like your family?â
Bernice was baffled by his questions, but she still answered, âMy uncle has two children, a son and a daughter. Also, he married young, so both of his children are older than me. Whatâs wrong?
Finneganâs lips twitched.
When he casually glanced at Patrick and Bishop, he had thought they seemed like brothers born from different mothers or fathers.
Additionally, Bishop appeared to be someone whoâd only have daughters. He wondered how Bishop had a son.
Finnegan couldnât help but ponder what was happening in the Zimmerman family.
He practiced the art of face reading from Primordial Pharmacopoeia. He was confident that, unless he was involved, his judgment was correct.
Seeing that Finnegan suddenly went silent, Bernice asked, âWhatâs wrong?â
âItâs nothing.â Finnegan didnât want to share his thoughts because it wasnât his family matter.
Bernice glanced at him suspiciously, but she didnât question further. âIâll bring you to Grandpa after we arrive so we can greet him. If my grandma says anything⦠unpleasant, donât take it to heart.â
Before their departure, Finnegan had already prepared himself for any insults.
He nodded with a smile. âDonât worry. Iâll put up with whoeverâs being difficult today. I wonât put you in a difficult spot.â
Cindy sneered at that. Even if you canât put up with it, you still have to!
The banquet wouldnât start until half past seven.
Once they arrived at the banquet hall, Cindy went to chat with the people from the company, while Bernice brought Finnegan to the reception room in the back of the hall.
Over a dozen people of different ages were inside the room.
âBernieâs here!â someone exclaimed when they spotted her.
Bernice nodded in response and whispered into Finneganâs ear, âNext to my grandpa is my grandma, and next to my mom is my aunt. To the left of my aunt are my cousins, Queenie and Timothy. The rest of them are the grandchildren of my grandfatherâs brothers!â
Bruceâs smile faded the moment he noticed Bernice entered the room with Finnegan, and he scowled when Bernice was whispering to Finnegan.
Millicent Gamsay, Berniceâs grandmother, was even more displeased by that sight. She slammed her hand on the table. âWhere are your manners, Bernie?â
Following that, Berniceâs aunt, Sapphire Cook, added, âYouâre the daughter of the Zimmerman family and the CEO of Firebird Group, Bernie. Thereâll be rumors if you get. too close to a man. Also, why did you bring an outsider here? Only family members are allowed in this room.â
Bernice knitted her eyebrows because her fears were confirmed.
Before she could say anything, Bruce said, âYouâre welcome to my birthday banquet. Finnegan.
However, only the Zimmerman family members are permitted here. As an outsider, you should wait at the banquet hall.â
Millicent scrutinized Finnegan with disdain. âSo, youâre the one who saved Bernie twice, but that doesnât mean you can come here. Get out!â
frowned. He didnât expect their reaction to be more hostile than he had Finnegan anticipated.
At that moment, he read something from Millicentâs countenance. She has the face of someone who will only have one son! Does that mean Patrick and Bishop are brothers from different mothers?
Just as he wondered about the Zimmerman familyâs story, Jennifer stood up. âMom, Dad, Finnegan is Bernieâs savior. Right now, she-â
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interrupted rudely. Then, she turned to Finnegan and ordered impolitely, âOut, now!â
Bruce expressed his agreement with his silence.
Not wanting to give Bernice a hard time, Finnegan sighed inwardly and prepared to head OUL.
âYou donât need to leave, Finnegan!â Bernice promptly grabbed his arm, displaying an assertiveness he had never seen before. âBecause if weâre only permitting people weâre close to stay, then more than half the people here need to leave!â
Once again, Millicent pounded the table and rose to her feet. âWhat are you doing, Bernice? Release him immediately!â
Instead of following her grandmotherâs command, she wrapped her arms tighter around. Finneganâs. âI didnât bring Finnegan here today for you all to mock him! Heâs here today. because I want to let you all know that Iâm in love and Finnegan is my boyfriend!â
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