The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 63 “So what if he’s sitting in a wheelchair? Just because he’s sitting in a wheelchair doesn’t mean that he can freeload off others all the time. “Look at my Jeremy. He was just a small-time employee before this but with his own hard work, he has been promoted.” 

Lucy smiled proudly. It may sound like she was encouraging Sean, but in reality, she was just comparing the two. 

“Mom, don’t compare me to Brother Sean. 

“After all, people are different.” 

Jeremy’s tone was very light. It seemed very casual, but in reality, every word he said was extremely insulting. 

What he meant was that Sean was not even qualified to be compared to him. 

“Haha, that’s true, that’s true.” 

Lucy laughed and said, “But no matter what, Willow is still my niece. 

“How can I not feel sorry for her? She’s just a girl, yet she has to support a cripple. How tiring is that? “Jeremy, how about this? Do you have any good jobs for him?” Willow frowned slightly and said, “Second Aunt, there’s no need for that for now. My salary is enough to sustain us.” 

“What are you talking about?” 

Fion glared at her and said, “Regardless of whether it’s enough or not, it’s always good to have one more person earning money. 

“Second Sister, Jeremy is an important official. Can you make some arrangements?” 

lip and did not say

would never let Sean earn

Would it not be worse

his chin and pretended to think. “Let me think about

“It doesn’t seem he can do much.” Lucy’s family chuckled when they

than a low-class person? Fion frowned slightly. She finally

though Sean was disabled, he could still sit in the office and

expect Jeremy

“Oh, I know!” 

be short of a guard at the gate. “Brother Sean, if you don’t mind, why don’t you come to our company and watch the door for

at Jeremy, her heart filled with anger. “Cousin Willow, what do you mean? “Aren’t I doing my best to find a job for Brother Sean?” Jeremy asked with an innocent look. “Sean has nothing against you. Why are you talking about him like that? “I don’t need you

Under the table, she reached out and grabbed Sean’s hand. Sean

with warmth. Willow’s grip represented

“If you continue talking to Jeremy like that, I’m afraid you won’t even be able to start

not refute in the end. “Mr. Holden, the imported salmon slices that you want have arrived.” Just then,

waved his hand slightly. The door was pushed open, and a few

then, a few middle-aged men walked past the

you don’t usually eat such

Treat it as a

at Sean and said

who had just passed the door, was stunned when he heard the voice. Then, he stopped in