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.

go now?” asked an alluring heiress from a prominent family,

the item I told you to bring?”

addressing her, Alisha signaled to the elite members behind

each bearing a box or two

forty- eight bottles of wine, you’re free to leave. If, however, you find yourself unable to finish, then you’ll continue drinking until

Everyone’s expressions changed.

with fear, one man dropped to his knees as his legs gave way. “Finnegan, I drank until I had a gastric bleed last night. Please spare me. You just said that if we beat up Mr.

others were no less distressed, some visibly trembling at the mere sight of

still on IV drips. Drinking this much could kill

mercy. We can’t handle any

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

all pleaded desperately. Some even cried so hard that tears and snot streamed down

even went as far as to kneel down, relinquishing all traces of dignity.

they can’t drink, force it down their throats. Only after they’ve finished every drop, take

a flicker of fear,

Wahlstrom family’s elites to drag those people to the back. The atmosphere was soon punctuated by

take advantage of your status and bully others in the

to speak, managed to utter, “Finnegan, what more do

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

I’m sorry! I truly am! Spare me this time, especially considering I’m

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

minor disagreement, and they

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

voice, “Yes. I

giving him a long, hard stare, Finnegan caught a glimpse of

Vilmar was merely feigning remorse, harboring intentions of seeking

murderous intent welled up within

his eyes finally betraying panic. “Finnegan, I advise you not to act recklessly. The Royle family holds a prestigious and affluent position in Nuthana.

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

of cake, but if he were killed over this matter alone, no

consequences.

be at their wits’ end.

Alisha’s words, his unwavering gaze fixed firmly on Vilmar.

he stood up and waved his hand dismissively. “Once those individuals finish

What is happening?

Alisha was shocked.