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.”

in town, Finnegan reckoned there was no

look while nodding. It was plain as day that

stretched out her hand for a shake. “A real pleasure to make your acquaintance, Ms. Jennings

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

handshake was brief.

can I be forthright and ask if you’d mind if I joined you guys for lunch? Our paths crossing isn’t a

Lindsey frowned.

And what’s her deal with Finnegan? She’s

wash over him at Sasha’s words, as he had been worried about how he’d have to be

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

forcefully ushered a young man toward

he hit the ground, rolling a good two or three

man looked up, revealing his swollen face, Finnegan rushed forward without hesitation. “Casper!”

other than Casper. Finnegan and Casper were as

Finnegan. He quickly wiped his

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a favor and pretend you didn’t

all over, and he even had footprints

he turned to the b*dyguards. “Why did you

face went

Gilbert’s gift to Kathleen for their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary.

over Sasha, given that Finnegan’s friend had been

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

helped Casper to his feet, his

Well, how about I give you a taste of your own medicine since I don’t like how

erupted into laughter as though they’d just

expression grew even darker as he

shouted urgently,

as well. “Mr. Larkin, I-”

roundhouse kick on the leader of

the security officer was

over the mall as onlookers stared wide-eyed at the unfolding spectacle.

belongs to Mr. Miles!

his chest and bellowed, “Quick, this guy’s trouble too!

to their senses, brandishing stun batons

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shifted. “Hold on. Everyone,

so consumed by their fury that

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

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