The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 195

River City Bank’s top diamond card.

You only barely reached the threshold, even if you were a multimillionaire.

Whether you could get it was hard to say.

As the deputy general manager of a six–star hotel like Riverleaf Lakeside Hotel, this middle aged man recognized it.

Only a bank card made the deputy general manager understand one thing.

Sean was no ordinary person.

Besides, Sean and Gordon knew each other, which was a big deal.

Sean was the wealthy and influential person others had always talked about!

“Mr. Lennon, Mr. Lennon, that’s generous of you.

“How could I expect you to pay double? Our hotel is even going to give you a discount.”

The middle–aged man laughed and quickly asked, “Mr. Lennon, which day would you like to book?

Sean turned his head and glanced at the middle–aged man when he heard him ask that.

“This middle–aged man doesn’t seem to understand me.

‘I mentioned Quill and doubled Quill’s price. Don’t he understand?‘

Sean pondered for two seconds before saying, “The 9th.

“The 9th? Nin…”

The middle–aged man nodded before looking up suddenly and looked at Sean in bewilderment.

‘The 9th.

“The 9th again?

also wanted to book the 9th, and even Sean

‘What day is it?

big

Lennon, you can’t book the

slightly as

“Hmm?”

frowned slightly when

did not expect to

just reject when

Gordon has told them

they insulting Gordon by rejecting

day but this, Mr.

staff

can’t

change to some other

man bent over slightly as he looked

“I want the 9th.”

However, Sean was adamant.

City that Quill had booked Riverleaf Lakeside Hotel

was pointless even if Sean

also a special day for

sent to the Quinn family house after a tragic

Sean in despite everyone’s

the twinkling of an eye, two

Willow went from a blessed heiress to a ridiculed

living conditions in

the same day two years later, Sean wanted to give Willow back what she lost. because of him, and it would be more than she

Sean and Wi’w’s two years of

they would have a fresh start

was adamant about booking the 9th and would

“Mr. Lennon… But…”

middle–aged man looked