The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 23

All the neighbors knew that Willow’s family worked at River City’s Quinn Corporation.

However, few people knew that Willow and her family were members of the Quinn family.

Old Madam Quinn said she did not want t o be embarrassed.

Therefore, she dissociated herself from them. Suddenly, a woman asked with a sneer.

“Oh yes, Willow. The young man who often visits you drives a nice car whenever he comes. It can’t be his, can it?

Everyone knew that Willow was engaged t o a vegetable.

However, Quill came over almost every day. Gossip was inevitable around here.

“Not really.”

Willow knew these people were just trying to make fun of her, so she did not want to stay.

“You should be careful if it’s not.”

“With such an amazing car parked in front of your house, you probably can’t afford to pay if you scratch

it.”

“Maybe you’ll involve us in this if you don’t admit your mistakes.”

The crowd sneered with a teasing note in their voices.

a mere Ferrari. So what

rang, and everyone instantly shut up. Ferrari! Mere? The word “mere” was the keyword! Swoosh! Everyone turned their heads around and looked in the direction of

his wheelchair

I heard Fion say the vegetable i s no longer braindead while we played poker yesterday. Is it

A multimillion-dollar Ferrari is only a mere thing to him. If he’s

frigging awesome for using the

s the matter? Can

to themselves, they all looked at Sean, feeling

hell

freeloading, wheelchair-bound vegetable who doesn’t even

glanced indifferently at the crowd before slowly

with pests even

did not dwell

Your wheelchair better not

probably need at least two thousand dollars to get away with scratching a car like

propelled his wheelchair

to what these people said. “Willow, do

as he slowly reached out his

“I… don’t like it.”

what whether she likes it or not?’ “I want the truth. Do you like it?” Sean smiled and spoke softly as he looked at Willow. Sean was like a new

Willow.

“… Yes, but…”

for a few seconds before nodding. “If you like it, then

into his arms to take

“Mine…”