A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

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.

“Finnegan, can we go now?” asked an alluring heiress from a prominent family, her expression tinged with anxiety.

asked, “Where is the item I

that Finnegan was addressing her, Alisha signaled to the

family clites stepped 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, you’re free to leave. If, however, you

expressions changed.

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. Vilmar and his gang, we could leave.

distressed, some visibly trembling

still on IV drips. Drinking this much could

mercy. We can’t handle

recovering from last night; I’m

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

them even went as far as to kneel down, relinquishing all traces

expression. “Drag them aside. If they can’t drink, force it down their throats. Only after they’ve finished every drop, take them to the

flicker of fear, but she refrained from

the Wahlstrom family’s elites to drag those people to the back. The atmosphere was soon punctuated by the unrelenting sounds of sorrow and pain,

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

utter, “Finnegan, what more do

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

in a muffled voice, “Finnegan, I’m sorry! I truly am! Spare me this time, especially considering I’m Mandy’s best friend. I won’t dare

Vilmar, patting his swollen face. “You three are the real masterminds. What do you

disagreement, and they

bullied, they were

in a deep voice, “Yes. I admit defeat!”

Finnegan caught a glimpse of

remorse, harboring intentions of

within Finnegan as he narrowed his

panic. “Finnegan, I advise you not to act recklessly. The Royle family holds a prestigious and affluent position in Nuthana. My grandfather is highly

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

a piece of cake, but if he were killed over this matter alone, no one could

consequences.

the Wright family would be at

words, his

moment later, he stood up and waved his hand dismissively. “Once those

What is happening?

Alisha was shocked.

very least, Finnegan might cause severe harm to Vilmar and