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.

nodded and asked, “Where is the item I

Alisha signaled to the elite members behind

stepped forward, each bearing a box or two of

wine,

Everyone’s expressions

gastric bleed last night. Please spare me. You just said that if we beat up Mr. Vilmar and his gang, we could leave. How can you go back

no less distressed, some visibly trembling at the mere sight

on IV drips. Drinking this much could kill

have mercy. We can’t handle any more drinking!”

from last night; I’m begging you!”

Some even cried so hard that tears

few of them even went as far as to kneel down, relinquishing

drink, force it down their throats. Only after they’ve finished every drop, take them to

of fear, but she

back. The atmosphere was soon punctuated by the

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

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

speak, but he didn’t even have the strength

a muffled voice, “Finnegan, I’m sorry! I truly am! Spare me this time, especially considering I’m Mandy’s

masterminds. What do you

started out as a minor disagreement, and they were the ones who started it.

bully others, and when they themselves were bullied, they were adamant about seeking revenge,

a deep voice, “Yes.

him a long, hard stare, Finnegan caught a glimpse of ruthlessness and hostility in

evident that Vilmar was merely feigning remorse, harboring

of murderous intent welled up within Finnegan as he

a prestigious and affluent position in Nuthana. My grandfather is highly revered in the local business realm, boasting an extensive network of connections.”

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

were killed over this matter

consequences.

family would be at their wits’ end.

Finnegan appeared oblivious to Alisha’s words, his unwavering gaze fixed firmly

hand dismissively. “Once those individuals finish their drinks,

What is happening?

Alisha was shocked.

least, Finnegan might cause severe harm to Vilmar and his companions, possibly breaking their arms