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.

bargaining chip!

a few times before he said in a low voice,

Josephine left safely and soundly did Finnegan divert his gaze

regal demeanor befitting the eldest son of the Royle family. “I didn’t expect you to have ties

slapped her?” Finnegan interjected, cutting off Vilmar before he could continue. He turned his gaze toward Todd, who had managed to

of his broken ribs, Todd gritted his teeth. “Perry, get your as*es out here!”

warning echoed in Todd’s mind-never confront Finnegan

could take on

could do now was to cooperate with Finnegan as much

his fists but held

the driver, while the other two were tasked with apprehending Josephine.

“Who

his companions on either side, stammering out, “It…

materialized in front

thug’s throat with a firm grip.

sharp cracking sound echoed

stillness enveloped the scene, freezing the atmosphere, as widened eyes bore witness to the unexpected

broken by the terrified

his proud demeanor, couldn’t help but shudder

actually went ahead and killed the person! Who the

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situation, Finnegan maintained an air of casual indifference, casually tossing the thug with the crushed throat onto

to the remaining two, he remarked sternly, “If you do something

seized the hands of

was the chilling sound of tearing, echoed by the agonized screams of

off their arms,

“Ah!”

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

grappled with the realization that Finnegan was unlike

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

relentless brutality left everyone in

he sent the two thugs flying, their

Mackle, I also want one of your hands, is that okay?”

feet by his subordinates, and his expression tensed.

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

instantly horrified,

hand, he mustered the courage to ask, “Mr. Larkin, may I leave now?”

Finnegan