The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 23

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.

So what if

The word “mere” was the keyword! Swoosh! Everyone

wheelchair

s no longer braindead while we played poker yesterday. Is

only a

you’re frigging awesome for using

the matter? Can you afford

all looked at Sean, feeling

hell are

freeloading, wheelchair-bound vegetable who doesn’t even care about a

indifferently at the crowd before slowly withdrawing his

disdained company with pests

not

wheelchair better not

thousand dollars to get away with scratching a car like that with your

crowd sneered as Sean propelled his wheelchair closer and closer

to what these people said. “Willow, do

reached out his hand to

“I… don’t like it.”

shaking her head slightly. The crowd once again shook their head as they laughed disdainfully. ‘Like it?’ ‘So what whether she likes it or not?’ “I want the truth. Do you

Willow.

“… Yes, but…”

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

his arms

“Mine…”

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