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!

our house, yet he doesn’t know

that beggars shouldn‘t be

vented her anger at Willow after

frowned

“What? Am I wrong?

a freeloader residing in my home who never contributes to the

snorted coldly. Her words were full

a human! A living,

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 asked

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

when Willow

was once capable, but that

No matter what his identity used to be, he’s

as she spoke coldly, her arms still folded

for help when they’re

and kick them while they’re already down when their life takes

“We…”

the table before she

society that despises

nothing, absolutely nothing,

him about money, he has no

him about his connections, he has

bullied, how can he defend your honor as a

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

me how great he

with each other,” Fion sat up straight and said in a serious and firm

for nearly half a

I had to

about those things after he recovers

you have to drive

time. Can’t you

was a trace of desperate pleading

“Of course not!