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

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

and soundly did Finnegan divert his gaze from

adjusted his collar, maintaining the regal demeanor befitting the eldest son of the Royle family.

Finnegan interjected, cutting off Vilmar before he could continue. He

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

Todd’s mind-never confront Finnegan head-on.

was so formidable that he could

much as possible

his fists but held his tongue, waiting to see

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

nodded. “Who hit her?”

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

instant, Finnegan materialized in

with a firm grip. “In

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

as widened eyes bore witness to the unexpected turn of

eerie hush was broken by the terrified screams of a few

still maintained his proud demeanor, couldn’t help but shudder inwardly,

and killed the person!

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situation, Finnegan maintained an air of casual indifference, casually tossing the thug with the crushed throat onto

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

swift motion, he seized the hands

a sudden tug was the chilling sound of tearing, echoed by the

arms, blood splattering everywhere.

“Ah!”

the terrified screams of women and the unsettling sounds of

paled, and he grappled with the realization that Finnegan was unlike any

terrified. He found his legs giving way, causing him to collapse onto the ground in

brutality left everyone in utter

kicks, he sent the two thugs flying, their severed hands left discarded

want one of your hands, is that okay?”

helped to his feet by his subordinates, and his expression

at his own left hand, severing it from the elbow, and it thudded to the ground.

horrified,

hand, he mustered the courage to ask, “Mr. Larkin, may I leave

back, Finnegan casually waved his hand.

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