A Healer’s Journey (Finnegan and Nuthana)

Chapter 112 Not Even The Wrights

“Ms. Lindsey, could you please give me a bit of personal space?”

Finnegan had just stepped out of the car in the Kathleen Mall parking lot when Lindsey pressed close to him.

She was dressed in a short strapless dress adorned with a floral pattern. Her makeup was light, lending her a more youthful and sexy appearance than her typical composed, capable demeanor.

She was catching the eyes of men all around. However, Finnegan felt somewhat overwhelmed.

Lindsey linked her arm with his as if they were a couple. “Don’t you get that this is about keeping up appearances? Most people can only dream of having such a beautiful woman like me by their side. I’m sure they’re all jealous of you.”

“Jealous? I’m starting to feel like they’re looking at me like they want to beat me up out of sheer envy.”

Lindsey rolled her eyes at Finnegan and let out an annoyed snort. “You’re impossible!”

Linked arm in arm, they strolled into Kathleen Mall toward a restaurant Lindsey had reserved ahead of time.

“Mr. Larkin!”

As they neared the entrance, a cheerful female voice rang out, sounding delighted.

Finnegan turned, his gaze immediately drawn to the source of the voice. “Ms. Miles.”

Sasha, dressed in a couture dress that elegantly accentuated her figure, approached them.

The arrogance that had accompanied Sasha during her initial encounter with Finnegan had now dissipated. “Mr. Larkin, are you here for some shopping? And who might this be?”

Her gaze, brimming with curiosity, shifted to Lindsey.

Is Mr. Larkin a scumbag? I thought he was in a relationship with Bernice. Yet here he is, with another

woman

Meanwhile, Lindsey went on her guard, her fingers instinctively tightening around Finnegan’s arm.

Her protective stance left no doubt that she was safeguarding her territory.

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Finnegan winced in silence as a sharp pain shot through his arm.

Hug my arm all you want, but could you kindly spare me from pain?

However, Finnegan found himself without much choice except to put on a tough front. “We’ve come for lunch. This here is Lindsey Jennings, a senior at my sister’s school. We’re just good friends. Ms. Lindsey, I’d like you to meet Sasha Miles.”

As for Sasha’s background as the daughter of Gilbert, the wealthiest man in town, Finnegan reckoned there was no need to bring it up.

shot him a knowing look while nodding. It was plain as day that she wasn’t buying Finnegan’s story

she stretched out her hand for a shake. “A real pleasure to

grip on Finnegan and returned the shake. “Likewise, the pleasure is all mine.”

was

be forthright and ask if you’d mind if I joined you guys for lunch? Our paths crossing isn’t a common occurrence,

Lindsey frowned.

when you know you’re being rude? And what’s

as he had been worried about how he’d have to

of here! How dare you cause a ruckus in Kathleen

Sasha, a commotion erupted. Seven bodyguards forcefully ushered a young man toward the exit, or more accurately, kicked him out.

young man grunted in pain as he hit the ground, rolling a good two or three meters.

man looked up, revealing his swollen face, Finnegan rushed

other than Casper. Finnegan and Casper were as tight as siblings as

saw Finnegan. He quickly wiped his blood from his

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and pretend you didn’t

over, and he

as he turned to the bodyguards. “Why did

face went pale.

to Kathleen for their twenty-fifth wedding

Sasha, given that Finnegan’s friend had

the one causing a scene here at the mall. Besides, so what if we beat him up because we didn’t like how he looked? This

helped Casper to his

you a taste of your own medicine since I don’t like how

though they’d

expression grew even darker as he headed toward the

shouted urgently, “Finnegan,

anxious as well. “Mr.

kick on the

attack, the security officer

mall as onlookers stared

to Mr. Miles! He has some guts to cause trouble here!

and bellowed,

their senses, brandishing stun batons as

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shifted. “Hold on. Everyone, stop!”

were so consumed by their fury that they completely disregarded Sasha’s pleas.

the guards didn’t recognize Sasha. Otherwise,

one swift motion, Finnegan reached out, seized a stun baton from a guard,

thud echoed as the guard collapsed to the floor with a scream of pain, blood

stunned by Finnegan’s unrelenting