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!

lives in our house, yet he doesn’t know how to be

know that beggars

her anger at Willow after

do you keep saying things like that?” Willow frowned and lowered her voice, fearing that Sean would

“What? Am I wrong?

my home who never contributes to

words

he’s a human!

speak about him makes him feel ashamed,

and willfully refuses

the time he was very prestigious, so grandpa thought he would find a way out

when Willow

was once capable, but that

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

spoke coldly, her arms still folded in

beg others for help when they’re

them while they’re already down when their life takes a bad turn later

“We…”

was interrupted by Fion’s slap on the table

a society that despises the poor and not

nothing, absolutely nothing, without

money, he has

connections, he

can he defend your honor as a

for the rest of your entire life. As long as he’s still staying in

me how great he is, I’ll still

be at peace with each other,” Fion sat up straight and said in a serious

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

didn’t say I had

things after he recovers and regains

have to

time. Can’t

was a trace of

“Of course not!