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!

in our house, yet he doesn’t

doesn’t know that

was furious and vented her anger

keep saying things like that?” Willow frowned and lowered her voice, fearing

“What? Am I wrong?

freeloader residing in my home

coldly. Her words were full of

a human! A living,

you speak about him makes him feel ashamed, you know

not like he stays at our house and willfully refuses to leave. It’s because grandpa asked him

very prestigious, so grandpa thought he

sneered when Willow

but that was in the

present! No matter what his identity used to be, he’s just a cripple now. A

she spoke coldly, her arms still folded

help when they’re

turn around and kick them while they’re already down when their life takes a bad turn

“We…”

the table before

is a society that despises the poor

nothing, absolutely

him about money,

him about his connections, he

he

you to be held back by him for the rest of your entire life. As long as he’s still staying in

how great he is,

he and I will never be at peace with each other,” Fion sat up straight and said

half a minute. She knew very well how stubborn Fion could

I had

want to talk about those things after he recovers and

to drive him

time.

a trace of desperate pleading in

“Of course not!