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!

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

and soundly did Finnegan divert his gaze from her, refocusing

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

he could continue. He turned his gaze toward Todd,

the pain of his broken ribs, Todd gritted his

in Todd’s mind-never

could take on

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

fists but held

of them was the

nodded. “Who hit

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

materialized in front of him.

right hand closed around the thug’s throat with a firm grip. “In your next life, don’t go

emanated from Finnegan’s palm, and a sharp cracking sound echoed

scene, freezing the atmosphere, as widened eyes bore

was broken by the terrified screams of

his proud demeanor, couldn’t

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

two, he remarked sternly, “If you do something wrong, you have to pay

he seized the hands of the two

of tearing, echoed by the agonized

off their arms, blood splattering

“Ah!”

was once again punctuated by the terrified screams of women and the unsettling sounds of retching from

realization that Finnegan was unlike any of the nobodies he had encountered

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

relentless brutality left everyone in utter shock.

he sent the two thugs flying,

want one of your hands, is that

was just helped to his feet by his subordinates, and his expression tensed.

from his waist, and without a moment’s hesitation, he slashed at his own left hand, severing

instantly horrified, stammered,

individual. Despite the pain from his broken hand, he mustered the courage

even glancing back, Finnegan casually waved

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