A Healer’s Journey

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!

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

Josephine left safely and soundly did Finnegan divert his gaze from her, refocusing on

Royle family.

before he could continue. He turned his gaze toward Todd, who had managed to catch his

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

in Todd’s mind-never confront

formidable that he could take on a hundred enemies

all he could do now was to cooperate with Finnegan as much as possible to mitigate the repercussions

Vilmar clenched his fists but held his tongue, waiting to see

emerged. One of them was the driver, while the other two

“Who hit her?”

companions on either side, stammering out, “It… it was

instant, Finnegan materialized in

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

and a sharp cracking sound echoed through the air, marking the consequences of the

the scene, freezing the atmosphere, as widened eyes bore witness

by the terrified screams of a

still maintained his proud demeanor, couldn’t help but shudder inwardly,

and killed the person!

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an air of casual indifference, casually

“If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price!”

he seized the hands

a sudden tug was the chilling sound of tearing, echoed

arms, blood

“Ah!”

vicinity was once again punctuated by the terrified screams of women and the

his composure. His face paled, and he grappled with the realization that Finnegan was unlike any of the nobodies he

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

brutality left everyone in utter

flying, their

I also want one of your

just helped to his feet by his subordinates, and his

a dagger from his waist, and without a moment’s hesitation, he slashed at his

horrified, stammered, “Todd?”

was a resilient individual. Despite the pain from his broken hand, he mustered

glancing back, Finnegan casually waved