The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 151

“No, no, no! Mr. Lennon, I can assure you that things like this would not happen, ever!

“The culprits of the crime must be Charles‘ subordinates!”

Mr. Schmidt tapped his chest as he guaranteed.

“If that’s so, sure thing, then.”

Sean Lennon nodded and stopped once he saw that things were different.

Mr. Schmidt sighed a long breath of relief in his heart.

“You! Take my car, send Mr. Lennon home.”

Mr. Schmidt immediately turned around and yelled out the door.

Sean was sent back by a private car.

It was almost like Sean went on a sightseeing trip at the government facility.

After Sean had left, everyone in the room had complicated feelings.

Especially the

“Friggin‘ awesome! This was friggin‘ awesome!”

The young man was sure that Sean was something.

He just did not expect that Sean was something so extraordinary.

young man that was briefly acquainted with Sean, he was dazzled.

4 pm in the afternoon.

Quinn Corporation’s subbranch, where Willow Quinn

not have much work, so she

gotten financial assistance from Quill Zimmer,

the atmosphere in the subbranch

up her things, she left the office quickly and was

company could overcome our difficulties so

course I’ve heard! Young Master Zimmer had been relentlessly pursuing our Director Quinn. Now that Director Quinn has accepted his assistance,

Quinn have a

would just have to watch his fiancée get taken away by

If I were Director Quinn, I’d

to push

Willow walked out of her office, she had heard all this chatter

up immediately and

where she was for a few seconds as she gritted her teeth

nonsense and

wanna be here, just go over to HR

she spoke, lowering the

to ignore such

to the elevator alone and right after the elevator door closed,

had replaced that iciness, was a deep sense of helplessness, and a tinge of

how strong and independent she presented herself before others,

a woman.

totally unfazed when

Willow wanted to retort,

in the elevator when she was done with work was Willow’s time to release her emotions every

“Ding!”

elevator had reached the bottom floor, Willow walked

familiar icy coldness was once

“Yo, isn’t that Willow?”

door, she heard a teasing voice from