A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

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 lips 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

said in a low voice, “All

Josephine left safely and soundly did Finnegan divert his gaze from her,

the regal demeanor befitting the eldest son of the Royle family. “I didn’t expect

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

ribs, Todd gritted his teeth. “Perry, get

in Todd’s mind-never confront Finnegan

could take on a hundred enemies single-handedly.

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

but held his tongue, waiting to see Finnegan’s next

the driver, while the other two were tasked

nodded. “Who hit her?”

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

Finnegan materialized in

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

sharp cracking sound echoed through the air, marking the consequences of the

abrupt stillness enveloped the scene, freezing the atmosphere, as widened eyes

was broken by the terrified screams

proud demeanor, couldn’t help but

actually went ahead and killed the

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casual indifference,

“If you do something wrong,

swift motion, he seized the hands of

chilling sound of tearing, echoed by the agonized screams

arms, blood splattering everywhere.

“Ah!”

screams of women and the unsettling sounds of retching

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

giving way, causing him to collapse onto the ground in a state of utter disbelief as he

everyone in utter shock.

two thugs flying, their

of your

helped to his feet by his subordinates,

he slashed at his own

horrified,

his broken hand, he mustered the

even glancing back, Finnegan casually waved his

severed hand. With