The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 202

The floor manager looked at Sean Lennon and said softly.

“Say, Mr. Lennon, why don‘t you just lead back?

“This is an unnecessary debate.”

There were tinges of resentment in his voice.

“Why is it unnecessary?”

Sean turned his head slightly and looked at the floor manager.

“Hah! The results are already set in stone for this matter!

“You have no idea how terrifying the identity of the other person is.

“You wanna snatch something from their hands? I advise you, you‘d better not order a death sentence for yourself.”

The more the floor manager spoke, the more incompetent he felt Sean was.

Yesterday, Gordon Zigger had liaised with the hotel‘s deputy general manager directly, that was why the floor manager had no idea of the relation between Sean and Gordon.

However, so what if he knew?

Even if Gordon and Sean knew each other, it would have been not much of use.

Even the Zimmers, which were the rising star antongst the River City aristocrats were nothing when compared to this VIP.

This Sean Lennon merely knew Gordon Zigger, what good does it do?

Merely knew?

Gordon Zigger was a man with many friends, and he knew people from all over the place.

That was actually... nothing to be proud of.

“What I, Sean Lennon wants, no one has ever snatched it away from me before.”

Sean did not get angry but remained calm as he explained.

you‘re a confident one

your confidence would be destroyed later

Zimmer could not win with this VIP. What makes you think

manager looked at Sean and disdain begin to color

Sean was generous and

So what?

floor manacer at the Riverlear Lakeside Hotel, he

what made him understand that belore VIP‘s like Zander, money was

Zander could determine is the

money

that Sean was playing

could make Sean give up before anything happened, he would be

could garner

can just

floor manager

be sure

manager huffed and

At the same time.

In the corridors.

approaching the premium lounge as they followed the

manager.

entire journey of walking in, Zander was contemplating if he should turn

the instructions of his brain and had brought him

matter wliat, they would have

was just to see Sean once, Zander

the glass window, Zander turned his head slowly and looked at the

in his tracks and

in the lounge was in a wheelchair with his back facing the door

recognized him right

widened slowly as he opened liis month to try to speak, his Adam‘s

and down.

body began

could tell that something was not

knew wliy

wide, rounded eyes, lie saw how lonely Sean looked in his wheelchair, and could not feel but feel a tingling

commander, he led millions of soldiers to the battlefield in the north and the south, with victories galore as he slew