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.”

Gilbert, the wealthiest man in town, Finnegan

nodding. It was plain as day that she wasn’t buying Finnegan’s

“A real pleasure

returned the shake. “Likewise,

handshake was

if I joined you guys for lunch? Our paths crossing isn’t a common occurrence,

Lindsey frowned.

you know you’re being rude? And what’s her deal

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

here! How dare you cause a ruckus

ushered

as he hit the ground, rolling a good

up, revealing his swollen face, Finnegan rushed forward

were as

when he saw Finnegan. He quickly wiped his blood from his nose.

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me a favor and pretend you didn’t witness all this. And please,

over, and he even had footprints on his back.

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

went

to Kathleen for

impending doom crept over Sasha, given that Finnegan’s friend had

a smile that dripped with condescension. “He’s the one causing a scene here at the mall. Besides, so what if we beat him up

his feet, his expression

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

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

expression grew even darker as he headed toward

shouted urgently, “Finnegan,

grew anxious as well.

finish, Finnegan unleashed a roundhouse kick on

security officer was sent flying before crashing through

as onlookers stared wide-eyed at the

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

his chest and bellowed,

guards snapped back to their senses, brandishing

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shifted. “Hold

so consumed by

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

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