The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 529

Everyone froze. Why did they have a feeling that Rachel was extremely protective of Sean?

They did not expect it, but they were not surprised.

Rachel had always liked to defend her friends, but she had only known Sean for a few minutes, and she was already protective of him.

Sean scowled slightly and glanced back at Rachel.

Willow would be suspicious if it were too obvious.

Rachel caught Sean’s glance and immediately came to herself before slowly lowering her head.

She just heard someone taunting Sean and subconsciously wanted to scold them without thinking it through.

However, it was inappropriate now that she thought about it.

“Rachel, you don’t know.

“Sean followed Willow here to freeload a meal the last time.

“He ended up flipping a table, almost costing me a fortune to compensate the hotel.

“What I meant is I’m afraid he’ll flip the table again today. He’s a big shot after all.”

Wade chuckled, his face full of disdain.

“If you force me to flip the table, I can do it any time.”

Sean folded his hands, put them on the table, and spoke calmly.

“You!”

Wade froze before snorting coldly and withdrawing her gaze.

“Oh, that’s how a big shot behaves!

“Sean, do

know the general

to look at Sean and asked with a

to eat

finally see that Wade and the

to speak, but

“Ahem…”

coughed, saving Rachel’s

kept winking at Jay after

struggled for a moment before slowly standing

who do you think you are? You

have something to tell

gulp of wine before he started threatening Sean. Alcohol gave people liquid courage to do nasty

you getting full of

asked, looking at Jay with a playful

“Cut the crap!

today. No matter how many people you know and what your

blurted out those words to

was dead silent

become cannon fodder, but he did it anyway to

Sean with a

a hint of playfulness in

frowned

at Sean in shock

1

put up

one dared say something

a crime

commanded millions of soldiers, an eternal sentinel

peace.

said he was nothing to his

rich heir

in Janestown,

his ruthlessness and pride had been worn

“Sean, do you