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!

times before he said in a low voice,

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

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

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

ribs, Todd gritted his teeth. “Perry, get your as*es out

warning echoed in Todd’s mind-never confront

that he could take on

could do now was to cooperate with Finnegan as much as possible to mitigate the repercussions awaiting him for

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

thugs emerged. One of them was the driver,

nodded. “Who hit her?”

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

an instant, Finnegan materialized in front of him.

firm

Finnegan’s palm, and a sharp cracking sound echoed through the air, marking the consequences of the

scene, freezing the atmosphere, as widened eyes

by the terrified screams of a few women.

maintained his proud demeanor, couldn’t help but shudder

actually went ahead and killed the person! Who the heck

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casual indifference, casually tossing the thug with the

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

motion, he seized the hands of

sudden tug was the chilling sound of tearing, echoed by the agonized screams of the pair.

their arms, blood splattering

“Ah!”

again punctuated by the terrified screams of women and the unsettling sounds of

grappled with the realization

the ground in a state of utter disbelief as he murmured, “How can this be? How

relentless brutality left everyone in utter

flying, their severed hands left discarded

Mackle, I also want one of your

his feet by his subordinates, and his expression

he slashed at his own left hand, severing it

instantly horrified, stammered,

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

glancing back, Finnegan casually waved his