A Healer’s Journey

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.

the meantime, a strange glint flashed across Finnegan’s

Finnegan’s direction with an equally shocked look in

to them that Bennett’s carving skill was

other before pretending as if nothing had happened and continuing to watch Bennett work.

in weight had been carved clean, leaving nothing but its bones on

couldn’t help but clap. “Bro, I’m impressed

mean by

Stephen delivered him a punch. “What do you “bro?” Call him Mr.

clean. “An address is just a formality. It doesn’t matter how you address me. Anyway, I’ll not interrupt your dinner any further. If you need anything, just let

since there aren’t many customers this evening, why don’t you and Nancy join us for dinner? Nancy and my sister are cla*smates, so we’re

toward Nancy, who

elder brother, Finnegan.”

a moment. Ill bring out the roasted duck I was saving for

asked,

mom brought me to my father sade when I was nine and pa*sed away not

sorry, I didn’t

a slight smile, “It’s no big deal.”

that mean that you weren’t

before that?”

seen my father then. When I

reply caused Finnegan to rule out a terrible possibility in

Why is he willing to take on the role of her dad? More importantly,

at the table, Finnegan and his companions were a

as if it was a gathering

Finnegan was busy observing Bennett discreetly, hoping to find out

was Bennett behaving normally, as if he and Nancy were

only served to intrigue

have you heard?”

he should ask Nancy about it,

thoughts, Finnegan asked, “Heard

Stephen was equally concerned. “Nancy,

were my dormmates, and another was one of their brothers. I heard the scene was so gruesome that by the time the rescuers

she was talking about Dexter, his sister. Larry, and

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