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.”

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plain as day that she wasn’t buying Finnegan’s story

she stretched out her hand for a shake. “A real pleasure

and returned the shake. “Likewise, the pleasure is all

was brief.

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

Lindsey frowned.

bother asking when you know you’re being rude? And what’s her deal with Finnegan?

as he had been worried about how he’d have to be

here! How dare you

b*dyguards forcefully ushered a young man toward the exit,

as he hit the ground, rolling

revealing his swollen

none other than Casper. Finnegan and Casper were as tight as siblings as they had grown up

Finnegan. He quickly wiped his blood from

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

he even had footprints on his

turned to

went pale.

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

doom crept over Sasha, given that Finnegan’s

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 because we didn’t like how he looked? This place

his feet, his expression dark.

you a taste of your own medicine

erupted into laughter as though they’d just heard the

expression grew even darker as he headed toward the

shouted urgently, “Finnegan, don’t!”

well. “Mr. Larkin,

a roundhouse kick on the leader of the security guards.

officer was sent flying before crashing through

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

The mall belongs to Mr. Miles! He has some

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

senses, brandishing stun batons as

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“Hold

the guards were so consumed by their fury that

didn’t recognize Sasha. Otherwise, they

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