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.”

of Gilbert, the wealthiest man in town, Finnegan reckoned there was no need to bring

day that she wasn’t buying Finnegan’s story about them being

hand for a shake. “A real pleasure to make

returned the shake. “Likewise, the pleasure

was

Larkin, can I be forthright and ask if you’d mind if I joined you guys for lunch? Our paths

Lindsey frowned.

when you know you’re being rude? And what’s her deal with Finnegan? She’s pretty charming.

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

How dare you cause a ruckus

before Finnegan could respond to Sasha, a commotion erupted. Seven b*dyguards forcefully ushered

as he hit the ground, rolling a good two or three

man looked up, revealing his swollen face, Finnegan rushed forward without

than Casper. Finnegan and Casper were as tight as siblings as they had grown

Finnegan. He quickly wiped his

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and pretend you didn’t witness all this. And please, keep it from my mom

was bruised all over, and he even had footprints

face clouded over as he turned to the b*dyguards. “Why did

went pale.

to Kathleen for their twenty-fifth wedding

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

causing a scene here at the mall. Besides, so what if we beat him up because we

to his feet, his

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

laughter as though they’d just

darker as he headed

urgently, “Finnegan,

well.

kick on the leader of the security guards.

sudden attack, the security officer was sent flying

as onlookers

out of his mind? The mall belongs to Mr. Miles! He has some guts

security clutched his chest and bellowed,

brandishing stun batons as they charged at Finnegan.

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“Hold on. Everyone,

her no heed, and the guards were so consumed by their

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

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