The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 844

Otherwise, Old Madam Quinn would never have said that.

Power?

The CIA was powerful enough to rule the bustling River City.

However, Old Madam Quinn had no idea about it, and Sean would not explain much to her, nor did he need to prove anything to her.

“Tell me what?”

Old Madam Quinn froze slightly when she heard that.

She had a feeling that Sean was hinting something at her.

However, Sean had no desire to explain it to her. Instead, he pulled Willow away.

Willow hesitated for two seconds, but she firmly followed Sean anyway.

She could not decide between family and love.

The only choice she had was to follow the person who treated her right.

“Willow, are you really leaving Grandma and the Quinn family?”

Seeing that she could not change Sean’s mind, Old Madam Quinn turned to Willow again.

Sean stood still. He would not help Willow decide on something like this.

After all, this was Willow’s roots.

Willow stared at Sean in silence for a long time.

“Grandma, I didn’t take any money from the branch.”

After a long time, Willow only gritted her teeth and said.

Old Madam Quinn froze on the spot, unable to say a word.

“Sean, let’s go home.”

her eyes and forced a

“Okay, let’s go home.”

desirable yet unreachable word he

the army was

he had one

wherever Willow

and stopped

word of advice, for Willow’s

of Zimmer

bear the consequences

that said, Sean and Willow left

Quinn sat down slowly on the

She had mixed feelings.

mind, and she finally focused on what Sean had

out of

Quinn had

Sean meant by Zimmer Corporation’s problem was naturally the crisis that Zimmer Corporation was facing these

asking the Quinn family

Sean have something to

will Zimmer Corporation have a bigger

muttered to herself, wondering about these things in her

took Sean’s words

not have a

would let Sean and Willow return to the Quinn family and help the

turned her

Madam Quinn could only look for another backer

no choice but to approach Zimmer

you can decide Zimmer

with Zimmer Corporation. What could

Madam Quinn snorted coldly, got up, and left the

Madam

a big fantasy before

Old Madam Quinn must have found out the truth and was ready to clear

Quinn only had money in her heart, which disappointed

doing things never fails to

head in resignation as he

“Sean, I’m sorry…”

apologetically when