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!

he

that beggars

and vented her anger at

like that?” Willow frowned and lowered her voice,

“What? Am I wrong?

freeloader residing in my home who never contributes to the

coldly. Her words were

a human! A living,

about him makes him feel ashamed, you know

our house and willfully refuses to leave. It’s because

at the time he was very prestigious, so grandpa thought

sneered when

was once capable, but

the present! No matter what his identity used to be, he’s just

against the sofa cushions as she spoke coldly, her arms still

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

them while they’re already down when

“We…”

by Fion’s slap on the table before she could finish

that! This is a society that despises the poor and not

nothing, absolutely nothing,

money, he has

connections, he has no

can he defend

never allow you to be held back by him for the rest of your entire life. As long as he’s still staying in the

me how great he is,

never be at peace with each other,”

a minute. She knew very

didn’t say I had

talk about those things after he recovers

to

give him some time.

a trace of desperate pleading in

“Of course not!