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 about

she stretched out her hand for a shake. “A

and returned the shake. “Likewise, the pleasure

handshake was brief.

forthright and ask if you’d mind if I joined you guys for lunch?

Lindsey frowned.

bother asking when you know you’re being rude? And what’s her

Sasha’s words, as he had been worried

out of here! How dare you cause a ruckus in Kathleen Mall?”

bodyguards forcefully ushered a young

hit the ground, rolling a good

swollen face, Finnegan rushed

were as tight as siblings

stunned when he saw Finnegan. He quickly wiped his blood from his

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here? Do me a favor and pretend you didn’t witness all this. And please, keep

all over, and he even had footprints on his back.

turned to the bodyguards.

went pale.

mall was Gilbert’s gift to Kathleen for their twenty-fifth wedding

of impending doom crept over Sasha, given that Finnegan’s friend had been beaten up by the mall’s

smile that dripped with condescension. “He’s the one causing a scene here at the mall. Besides, so what if we beat him up because we didn’t like how he

helped Casper to his feet,

that so? Well, how about I give you a taste of your own

bodyguards erupted into laughter as though they’d just

grew even darker as he

urgently, “Finnegan, don’t!”

grew anxious as well. “Mr.

finish, Finnegan unleashed a roundhouse kick on the leader of

security officer was sent

fell over the mall as onlookers stared wide-eyed at the

guy out of his mind? The mall belongs to Mr.

of security clutched his chest and bellowed, “Quick, this

their senses, brandishing stun batons as

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shifted. “Hold on. Everyone,

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

was that the guards didn’t recognize Sasha.

swift motion, Finnegan reached out, seized a stun baton from a guard, and delivered a blow to his

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

stunned by