A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 153 Do Not Disturb

Hogan Sabados, how dare you lay a hand on me? Don’t even think about collaborating with the Royle family in the future! D*mn it! I can’t believe you guys are actually doing this. This isn’t over! I’ll never let you off!” Vilmar shouted angrily before glaring at Finnegan. “Finnegan, you jerk! Tell them to stop right

now!”

As soon as one of them made the first move, the others stopped hesitating and began raining a cascade of kicks and punches on Vilmar, Matthias, and Ariendel

Moreover, amidst the trio’s barrage of curses, those who had initially held back abandoned restraint, revealing the underlying personal grudges at play.

“Darling, have you always been this cunning?” Alisha inched closer to Finnegan, her movement appearing casual but intricately calculated as she pressed up against his arm.

Finnegan looked at her indifferently. “Do you think I’m in a good mood right now?”

A sudden chill surged within Alisha, prompting her to swiftly retract her alluring and coquettish demeanor, taking a step back.

“I’m just wondering if this is too much.”

At the end of the day, the animosity between Finnegan and Vilmar stemmed solely from what happened during the drinking session last night.

Yet, Finnegan taught them the most severe lesson, escalating the conflict to the extent of taking a person’s life.

With a detached expression, Finnegan averted his gaze. “They hurt someone dear to me. Even annihilating their entire clan isn’t considered excessive.”

This was Finnegan’s principle.

While he tolerated personal affronts directed at himself, he would not allow any harm to befall those dear to him. Hurting even a single strand of hair of those he loved would be an unpardonable transgression.

Moreover, had he not been skillful enough, he might have lost his life by now.

Therefore, he saw no reason to go easy on them.

Alisha’s heart trembled as she realized that she might not have truly understood Finnegan, especially when it came to his temperament.

“Enough!”

After a while, Finnegan finally told those people to stop.

Vilmar and the other two were already on the verge of death as they wailed and cried in pain.

from a prominent family, her

is the

Finnegan was addressing her, Alisha signaled to the

forward, each bearing a box or two of wine.

a drinking bet, so let’s end it in the same way. Once you’ve finished these forty- eight bottles of wine,

expressions changed.

night. Please spare me. You just said that if we beat up Mr. Vilmar

visibly trembling at the mere sight of the

IV drips. Drinking this much could

mercy. We can’t handle any

still recovering from last night; I’m begging you!”

Some even cried so hard that tears

as far as to

“Drag them aside. If they can’t drink, force it down their throats. Only after they’ve

of fear, but she refrained

people to the back. The atmosphere was soon punctuated by the unrelenting

of your status and bully others in the future, would you?” Finnegan remarked with

managed to utter, “Finnegan, what more do

to speak, but he didn’t even have the strength

truly am! Spare me this time, especially considering I’m Mandy’s best friend. I

down in front of Vilmar, patting his swollen face. “You three are the real masterminds. What do you think I should

as a minor disagreement, and they were the ones who

to bully others, and when they themselves were bullied, they

a deep voice, “Yes.

caught a glimpse of ruthlessness

remorse, harboring intentions of seeking revenge

within Finnegan as he narrowed his

recklessly. The Royle family holds a prestigious and affluent position in Nuthana. My grandfather is highly revered in the local business realm, boasting

do away with Vilmar, Alisha cautioned, “Finnegan, you can’t

but if he were

consequences.

Wright family would be at their wits’

to Alisha’s words, his

his hand dismissively. “Once

What is happening?

Alisha was shocked.