A Healer’s Journey

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 S**y 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.”

background as the daughter of Gilbert, the wealthiest man in town, Finnegan reckoned there was no need to

as day

for a shake. “A real pleasure to

Finnegan and returned the shake.

handshake was brief.

joined you guys for lunch?

Lindsey frowned.

And

wash over him at Sasha’s words, as he had been

out of here! How dare you cause a

before Finnegan could respond to Sasha, a commotion erupted. Seven b*dyguards forcefully ushered a young man toward the exit, or more accurately, kicked

in pain as he hit the ground, rolling a good two or

his swollen face, Finnegan rushed

none other than Casper. Finnegan and Casper were as tight as siblings

he saw Finnegan. He quickly

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

all over, and he

as he turned to the b*dyguards.

went

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

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

Besides, so what if we beat him up because we didn’t like how he

helped Casper to his feet, his expression

about I give you a taste of

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

even darker as he headed toward the

shouted urgently, “Finnegan,

anxious as well. “Mr.

a roundhouse kick on the

attack, the security officer was sent

over the mall as onlookers stared wide-eyed at the

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

clutched his chest and bellowed,

senses, brandishing

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“Hold on.

Finnegan paid her no heed, and the guards were so consumed by their fury that they completely disregarded

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

reached out, seized a stun baton from a guard, and delivered a blow to his head.