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.

knowing look while nodding. It was plain as day

shake. “A

grip on Finnegan and returned the shake. “Likewise, the

handshake was

ask if you’d mind if I joined you guys for lunch? Our paths crossing isn’t

Lindsey frowned.

And what’s her deal

felt relief wash over him at Sasha’s words, as he had been worried about

of here! How dare you cause

Finnegan could respond to Sasha, a commotion erupted. Seven bodyguards forcefully ushered a young man toward the exit, or more accurately,

he hit the

looked up, revealing his swollen face, Finnegan

and Casper were as tight as siblings

stunned when he saw Finnegan. He quickly wiped his blood

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pretend you didn’t witness all this. And please, keep

over, and he even had footprints on his

over as he turned to the bodyguards. “Why did you

went

to Kathleen for their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary.

over Sasha, given that Finnegan’s friend had been beaten up by the

“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 looked? This place is registered under Mrs. Miles name. Got a problem with

helped Casper to his feet, his expression

of your own medicine since I don’t like

The bodyguards erupted into laughter as though they’d just heard the world’s funniest joke.

he headed toward the security

shouted urgently, “Finnegan, don’t!”

as well. “Mr. Larkin,

Finnegan unleashed a roundhouse kick on the leader of the security

Finnegan’s sudden attack, the security officer was sent flying before crashing through a

over the mall as onlookers stared wide-eyed at the

belongs to Mr. Miles!

head of security clutched his chest and bellowed, “Quick, this guy’s trouble too! Take

their senses, brandishing stun batons as they charged at Finnegan.

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“Hold on. Everyone,

no heed, and the guards were so

that the guards didn’t recognize Sasha. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have

seized a stun baton from a guard, and delivered

floor with a scream of

remaining guards stood stunned by Finnegan’s unrelenting