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!

yet he

that beggars shouldn‘t

was furious and vented her anger at

you keep saying things like that?” Willow frowned and

“What? Am I wrong?

freeloader residing in my home who never

snorted coldly. Her words were full

human!

him makes him feel ashamed, you know

at our house and

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

when Willow

was once capable, but that was in the

No matter what his identity used to be, he’s just a cripple now. A cripple with no money and

she spoke coldly, her arms still folded in

for help when they’re in a successful

them while they’re already down

“We…”

interrupted by Fion’s slap on the table before

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

absolutely nothing, without

him about money, he

him about his connections, he

bullied, how can he defend your honor as

never allow you to be held back by him for the rest of your entire life. As

if you keep telling me how great he is,

never be at peace with each other,”

at each other for nearly half a minute. She knew very

didn’t say I had

after he recovers and regains the ability to take care of

have to drive him

give him some time.

trace of

“Of course not!