A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 89 The Mysterious Bennett Sanchez

Bennett wasn’t tall and had tan skin. He looked physically tough, evident from the bulging muscles underneath his tank top.

More importantly, he appeared to be in his early thirties.

Cognizant of what Finnegan and Logan were thinking, Stephen explained, “Mr. Sanchez might look young but is already in his forties. I didn’t believe it initially until he showed me

his ID card.”

After putting down the roasted suckling pig, Bennett broke into a warm smile. “Stephen, you should just call me Bennett, as I’m only older than you by a little more than ten years.”

“I can’t do that. Nancy is like a sister to me. How can I address you by name?” Stephen frantically replied.

When Jace made a face, Stephen pretended to be oblivious to it.

In the meantime, Finnegan gave Bennett a thoughtful look before complimenting him, “I’m impressed by how well you have maintained your youth, Bennett!”

While Stephen and the rest, including Logan, were clueless as to what was going on, Finnegan, who was skilled at physiognomy, saw through Bennett easily.

The latter and Nancy were not father and daughter at all.

In fact, Finnegan could tell that Bennett was only thirty-five.

Since Nancy is twenty-one this year, there’s no way she’s younger than her father by fourteen years, is there? It’s clear that Bennett is a man with a checkered history.

Bennett maintained a humble smile as he nodded at Finnegan. “Working hard all the time does make me look younger than my age. Now, let me carve the pig open. You guys better back off so that the oil doesn’t splatter on you.”

While speaking, Bennett pulled out what looked like a carving knife from his waist. However, the blade looked longer than usual and resembled a special-looking blade instead.

Underneath the layer of oil that covered the blade, one could faintly make out some carved motifs on its surface.

Only when Finnegan concentrated his spiritual energy in his eyes could he tell that the design of the motifs were actually flames

In addition, Finnegan could sense a murderous aura from the blade scif

jones.

Watching him work was like observing an artist in his element.

strange glint flashed across Finnegan’s eyes as he

Finnegan’s direction with an

Bennett’s carving skill was certainly not honed in

pretending as if

three minutes, the suckling pig that was more than twenty pounds in weight had been carved clean, leaving

couldn’t help but clap. “Bro, I’m

mean by

Jace spoken than Stephen delivered him a punch. “What do you “bro?” Call him

wiping his knife clean. “An address is just a formality. It doesn’t matter how you address me.

stay. “Bennett, since there aren’t many customers this evening, why don’t you and Nancy join us for

Bennett turned toward Nancy, who nodded

elder brother, Finnegan.”

that case, please wait for a moment. Ill bring out the

Finnegan casually asked, “Nancy why don’t I see your

“My mom brought me to my father

I didn’t

a slight smile,

probed further, “In that case, does that mean

before that?”

explained without reservations, “I lived with my mom before nine and had never seen my father then. When I asked her about it, all she told me was that my father

out a terrible possibility in his

seems Bennett isn’t some pervert. Nevertheless, he’s only older than Nancy by fourteen years. Why is he willing to

Finnegan and his companions

it was a gathering

of the time, Finnegan was busy observing Bennett discreetly, hoping to find out the secret the

normally, as if he and Nancy were really father and

him only served to intrigue him further.

you heard?”

about it, the innocent Nancy spoke with a solemn expression.

Finnegan asked, “Heard what?”

Stephen was equally concerned.

few days ago. Two of them were my

talking about Dexter, his sister. Larry,

lips twitched slightly before he quickly recovered his composure “That’s really unfortunate, but Ria didn’t tell

it