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

that beggars shouldn‘t

was furious and vented her anger

frowned and lowered her voice, fearing that Sean would overhear

“What? Am I wrong?

he a freeloader residing in my home

coldly. Her words were

a human!

way you speak about him makes him feel ashamed, you

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

time he was very prestigious, so grandpa thought he

sneered when Willow said

was once capable, but that was in the

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

sofa cushions as she spoke coldly, her arms still folded in front of

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

while they’re already down when their life

“We…”

by Fion’s slap on the table before

a society that despises

have nothing, absolutely nothing, without

money,

connections, he has no

he defend your

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

how great he is, I’ll still shame

leaves the Quinn Residence, he and I will never be at peace with each other,” Fion sat up straight and said in a

for nearly half a minute. She knew very well how

didn’t say I had to marry

he recovers and regains

you have to drive him away

some time.

a trace of desperate

“Of course not!