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

he said in a low voice, “All we want is Finnegan. If she wants to leave, let

divert his gaze from

the Royle family. “I didn’t expect you to

seized Josephine? Who slapped her?” Finnegan interjected, cutting off Vilmar before he could continue. He

pain of his broken ribs, Todd gritted his teeth. “Perry,

Todd’s

that he could take on a

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

clenched his fists but held his tongue, waiting to see Finnegan’s next

crowd, three thugs emerged. One of them was the driver,

“Who

the thugs shot a quick glance at his companions on either side, stammering out, “It… it

materialized in front of him.

firm grip. “In your next life,

palm, and a sharp cracking sound echoed through the air, marking

stillness enveloped the scene, freezing the atmosphere, as widened eyes

was broken by the terrified

his proud demeanor, couldn’t

the person! Who the heck is

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the situation, Finnegan maintained an air of casual indifference, casually tossing the thug

remarked sternly, “If you do something wrong, you

a swift motion, he seized the hands of

sudden tug was the chilling sound of tearing, echoed

off their arms, blood splattering

“Ah!”

air in the vicinity was once again punctuated by the terrified screams of women and the unsettling sounds of retching from those who

with the realization that Finnegan was

found his legs giving way, causing him to collapse onto the ground in a state of utter disbelief as he murmured, “How can this be? How is this

left everyone

kicks, he sent the two thugs flying,

Mackle, I also want one of your hands, is

to his feet by his subordinates,

moment’s hesitation, he slashed at his own left hand, severing it from the elbow, and

instantly horrified,

resilient individual. Despite the pain from his broken hand, he mustered the courage to ask, “Mr. Larkin, may I leave

back, Finnegan casually waved his

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