A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 151

Chapter 151 Not Afraid Of You

Ms. Wahlstrom’s friend, the savior of Old Mr. Wahlstrom?

Todd’s words echoed through the room, silencing the crowd.

As esteemed members of the Bellridge elite, Vilmar and his associates were familiar with Alisha and Theoden.

Yet, a question lingered in their minds. But aren’t the Langdons Finnegan’s closest acquaintances?

“You bunch of idiots are the death of me!” Todd shouted. He no longer cared that Matthias was his cousin, nor did he care about Vilmar, the person he had just tried to please. “Liam Sable of Regi Group and also Gablurg-

Before Todd could continue listing Finnegan’s accomplishments, Finnegan swiftly interrupted, delivering another forceful kick. “Shut it!”

This kick landed with greater intensity than the last, resulting in the audible snap of two of Todd’s ribs breaking.

A gut-wrenching cry escaped Todd’s l*ps as he curled up, writhing in pain on the ground.

A sudden chill swept through the room, and the look in the eyes of everyone present changed as they stared at Finnegan.

Dozens of Todd’s subordinates, despite their courage, dared not make a move.

Even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn’t dare to lay a finger on the Wahlstrom family’s acquaintance.

Finnegan, however, displayed an air of nonchalance, as if he had just done something trivial. Stepping over Todd, he casually made his way toward Josephine.

“Finnegan!”

As Finnegan approached, Josephine’s fear overwhelmed her. Rising abruptly, she threw herself into his arms, tears streaming down her face.

Finnegan’s initial indifference gave way to a tender expression, and he gently patted Josephine on the back, reassuring her, “I’m here; everything will be all right.”

With tears still in her eyes, Josephine asked, “What’s happening?”

Finnegan, noticing a handprint on Josephine’s face, furrowed his brows in concern. “Let me explain later. For now, please leave and wait for me at the intersection ahead.”

Anticipating a night stained with bloodshed, he was determined to shield Josephine from the impending brutality. He couldn’t bear for her to witness the violent scene,

Josephine cast a glance at Vilmar and the others, who were intimidated by the prestige of the Wahlstrom family. Recognizing she wouldn’t be of much help even if she stayed, she said, “Be careful.”

“Mr. Vilmar?*

Ariendel’s expression tensed when Josephine got ready to leave.

our bargaining chip!

a few times before he said in a low voice, “All we want is Finnegan. If

soundly did Finnegan divert his gaze from her, refocusing on the

Royle family. “I didn’t expect you to have ties with the Wahlstrom family.

interjected, cutting off Vilmar before he could continue. He turned his gaze toward Todd, who had

his broken ribs, Todd gritted his teeth. “Perry, get your as*es

echoed in Todd’s mind-never

could take

Finnegan as much as possible to mitigate

clenched his fists but held his tongue, waiting

three thugs emerged. One of them was the driver, while the other

nodded. “Who hit

side, stammering out, “It… it was me. She was screaming and

instant, Finnegan materialized

right hand closed around the thug’s throat with a firm grip. “In your

sharp cracking sound echoed through the air, marking the

atmosphere, as widened

was broken by the terrified

Vilmar, who still maintained his proud demeanor,

actually went ahead and killed the person! Who the heck

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air of casual indifference, casually tossing the thug with the crushed

attention to the remaining two, he remarked sternly, “If you

seized the hands

a sudden tug was the chilling sound of tearing, echoed by the agonized

arms, blood

“Ah!”

again punctuated by the terrified screams of women and the

His face paled, and he grappled with the realization

even more terrified. He found his legs giving way, causing him to collapse onto the ground in a state of utter disbelief as

relentless brutality left everyone in utter

he sent the two thugs flying, their severed hands left

of your hands,

feet by his subordinates, and his

swiftly drew a dagger from his waist, and without a moment’s hesitation, he slashed at his own left hand, severing it from the elbow,

horrified, stammered, “Todd?”

from his broken hand, he mustered the courage to ask,

glancing back, Finnegan casually

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