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.

flashed across Finnegan’s eyes as he turned toward

in Finnegan’s direction with

Bennett’s carving skill was certainly not honed in

discreetly at each other before pretending as if nothing had happened and continuing

less than three minutes, the suckling pig that was more than twenty pounds in weight

couldn’t help but clap. “Bro, I’m

mean by

sooner had Jace spoken than Stephen delivered him a punch. “What do you “bro?” Call him Mr. Sanchez. Otherwise, you’ll make me look like

formality. It doesn’t matter how you address me. Anyway, I’ll not interrupt your dinner any further. If

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

hearing the invitation, Bennett turned toward Nancy, who nodded in response.

Rhiannon’s elder brother,

moment. Ill bring out the roasted duck I was

longer in sight. Finnegan casually asked, “Nancy

to my father sade when I was nine

sorry, I

responded with a slight smile, “It’s no

case, does that mean that you

before that?”

seen my father then. When

out

Bennett isn’t some pervert. Nevertheless, he’s only older than Nancy by fourteen years. Why is he willing to take on the role of her dad? More importantly, Nancy doesn’t seem to

the table, Finnegan and his companions were a

behaved as if it was a gathering between

Finnegan was busy observing Bennett discreetly, hoping to find

Bennett behaving normally, as if he and Nancy were

sight before him only served to intrigue him

you heard?”

should ask Nancy about it, the innocent Nancy spoke with

his thoughts, Finnegan asked,

the same time, Stephen was equally concerned. “Nancy, did

of them were my dormmates, and

was talking about Dexter,

twitched slightly before he quickly recovered his composure “That’s really

it