The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 565

“Who is it?”

Fion walked out with a frown.

The door opened, and Shane and Jay were standing outside with a cautious look.

“Who are you looking for?”

Fion paused before asking with a frown.

”

“Ah, you must… you must be Mr. Lennon’s mother–in–law.

“I’m Shane Bennet from the Bennett family of River City, and I’m here to see Mr. Sean Lennon.

Shane said as he smiled obsequiously at Fion.

Fion froze again. She had heard of the Bennett family of River City before.

“You have a lot of nerve.

“How dare you come here?”

Sean’s face was cold as he propelled his wheelchair out slowly.

“Mr. Lennon!”

The moment Shane and his son saw Sean, they tensed up.

Then Shane opened up the two locked briefcases and held them in front of them.

“Mr. Lennon, this is a small gift. Please accept it…

Shane and Jay nodded respectfully to Sean, each holding a locked briefcase.

briefcases were full of green

thousand dollars were neatly

was at least one million dollars cash in these

amount of cash could make a huge visual impact at

Bennett family of River City sent

Sean did not have

had said money was easily accessible

like Sean was

Sean nodded, the one million dollars cash would belong to

at Sean, wanting

“Take the money back.

“And leave River City.”

not even giving the one

was as if the one million dollars cash were nothing to

we’re sorry. We’re

company at a low price, but River City is where we’ve lived for generations. We don’t want to

as he nodded. All he had left was to get down

Sean.

Fion was dumbstruck.

no idea what was going on in River

that the Bennett family was targeted and

why did it feel like the fate of the Bennett family was

as she looked at Sean

giving the impression that

Fion fell silent again.

should either be on the battlefields

had not just

Bennett family, who was relatively famous in River City, treat

Lennon. We don’t want

Jay pleaded to Sean.

it a little late to

Bennett family must get the f*ck out of

you’re still here tomorrow… I’ll talk to