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.

bargaining

said in a low voice, “All we

making sure Josephine left safely and soundly did Finnegan divert his gaze from her, refocusing on the imminent

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

her?” Finnegan interjected, cutting off Vilmar before he could continue. He turned his gaze toward

ribs, Todd gritted his teeth. “Perry, get

Todd’s

was so formidable that he could

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

but held his tongue, waiting to see

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

“Who hit

on either side, stammering out, “It… it was me. She was

materialized in front

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

Finnegan’s palm, and a sharp cracking sound echoed through

freezing the atmosphere, as widened eyes bore

eerie hush was broken by the

his proud demeanor, couldn’t help but

actually went ahead and killed the person! Who the heck is he?

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casual indifference, casually tossing the thug with the crushed

remarked sternly, “If you

seized the hands of the

of tearing, echoed by the agonized screams of the pair.

arms, blood splattering everywhere.

“Ah!”

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

with the realization that Finnegan was unlike any

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

left everyone in utter

he sent the two thugs flying, their severed hands left discarded on the ground.

your hands, is that okay?”

to his feet by his subordinates, and

moment’s hesitation, he slashed at his own left hand, severing it

instantly horrified,

Despite the pain from his broken hand, he mustered the courage to ask, “Mr. Larkin,

back, Finnegan casually waved his hand.

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