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

expression shifted a few times before he said in a low voice, “All we want is Finnegan. If she wants

safely and soundly did Finnegan divert his

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

cutting off Vilmar before he could continue.

ribs, Todd gritted

echoed in Todd’s

so formidable that he could take on a hundred

to cooperate with Finnegan as much as possible to mitigate the repercussions awaiting

Vilmar clenched his fists but held his

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

nodded. “Who hit her?”

glance at his companions on either side, stammering out, “It… it was me. She was

instant, Finnegan materialized in front of

throat with a firm grip. “In your next life, don’t go around

sharp cracking sound echoed through the air, marking the consequences of the thug’s reprehensible actions.

widened eyes bore witness to the unexpected turn of events.

the

proud demeanor, couldn’t help but shudder

killed the person! Who

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indifference, casually tossing the thug with the crushed throat

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

the hands of the two

the chilling sound of tearing, echoed by the

their arms, blood splattering

“Ah!”

terrified screams of women and the unsettling sounds of retching from those

and he grappled with the realization that Finnegan was unlike any of the nobodies

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

brutality left everyone in utter

two thugs flying, their severed hands

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

his feet by

a moment’s hesitation, he slashed at his own left

horrified, stammered,

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

even glancing back, Finnegan casually waved

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