The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 125 Sean glanced at Willow when he heard those words.

Willow was a little embarrassed and lowered her head.

After all, this matter was indeed one she had told Fion about. It seemed like she had quite a loose tongue. “I‘m asking you a question. Why are you looking at Willow?

“Do you really have six million?” Fion frowned slightly and asked again in an unkind tone.

“Yes.”

Sean nodded gently.

Fion was taken aback when she heard that. She had not been expecting Sean to actually answer yes.

“Where is it? Take the money out and let me have a look.”

Fion still did not believe that Sean, a cripple, had six million.

She thought he would never be able to earn six million in his entire lifetime.

“Mom, I‘ve seen the text message about a transaction of six million being transferred to Sean’s card.

“Why don‘t you believe me? Besides, Sean owns the money, so there’s no need to show it to us, right?”

Willow frowned and stopped her mom with a soft tone.

“Hmph!

“I didn‘t ask you to speak! Shut up.”

Fion snorted coldly and stretched out her palm to Sean. She said, “Take the money out.”

She had a tough attitude as if she was giving him an order.

However, even in the face of Fion‘s attitude, Sean merely glanced at her and moved his wheelchair straight toward his room.

He ignored Fion as if he was disdainful of talking to her. “Willow, look at him! Look at the attitude he has! “Well, this is still our home!

our house, yet he doesn’t know how to

that beggars

was furious and vented her anger at Willow after

things like that?” Willow frowned and lowered her

“What? Am I wrong?

my home who

coldly. Her words were

human!

speak about him makes him feel ashamed,

he stays at our house and willfully refuses to leave.

grandpa

sneered when Willow

but

to be, he’s just a cripple now. A cripple with no

as she spoke coldly, her

can we rush to beg others for help when they’re

around and kick them while they’re already down when

“We…”

was interrupted by Fion’s slap on the table

society that

have nothing, absolutely nothing,

about money, he

him about his connections,

bullied, how can he defend your honor as

the rest of your entire life. As long as he’s still staying in the Quinn Residence, I won’t tolerate

keep telling me how great he

leaves the Quinn Residence, he and I will never be at peace with each other,” Fion sat

for nearly half a

I had to

recovers

to drive

time. Can’t you

a trace of

“Of course not!