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.

where Willow Quinn

have much work, so she

gotten financial assistance from Quill Zimmer, all its problems had been

restored, making the atmosphere in the subbranch a refreshed, revitalized

things, she left the office quickly and

why our company could overcome our difficulties

pursuing our Director Quinn. Now that Director Quinn has accepted his assistance, I think accepting Young Master

a fiancé?

to do? He has no power, no money, so he would just have to watch his fiancée get

right! If I were Director Quinn, I’d

to push a

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

rest of the people shut up immediately and pretended that they were packing

she was for a few seconds

and stick to

here, just go over to

lowering the heads

was hard to ignore such

elevator door closed, the

deep

and independent she presented herself before others, she

a woman.

able to be totally unfazed when

to retort, she had nothing

two minutes alone in the elevator when she was done with work was Willow’s time to release her

“Ding!”

had reached the bottom floor,

familiar icy coldness was once again evident on

“Yo, isn’t that Willow?”

stepped out of the company door, she heard a