The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 125 Sean glanced at Willow when he heard those words.

Willow was a little embarrassed and lowered her head.

After all, this matter was indeed one she had told Fion about. It seemed like she had quite a loose tongue. “I‘m asking you a question. Why are you looking at Willow? 

“Do you really have six million?” Fion frowned slightly and asked again in an unkind tone.

“Yes.” 

Sean nodded gently. 

Fion was taken aback when she heard that. She had not been expecting Sean to actually answer yes.

“Where is it? Take the money out and let me have a look.”

Fion still did not believe that Sean, a cripple, had six million. 

She thought he would never be able to earn six million in his entire lifetime. 

“Mom, I‘ve seen the text message about a transaction of six million being transferred to Sean’s card.

“Why don‘t you believe me? Besides, Sean owns the money, so there’s no need to show it to us, right?” 

Willow frowned and stopped her mom with a soft tone. 

“Hmph! 

“I didn‘t ask you to speak! Shut up.” 

Fion snorted coldly and stretched out her palm to Sean. She said, “Take the money out.” 

She had a tough attitude as if she was giving him an order.

However, even in the face of Fion‘s attitude, Sean merely glanced at her and moved his wheelchair straight toward his room. 

He ignored Fion as if he was disdainful of talking to her. “Willow, look at him! Look at the attitude he has! “Well, this is still our home! 

lives in our house, yet he doesn’t know

doesn’t know that beggars

vented her anger at

saying things like that?” Willow frowned and

I

residing in my home who never contributes to

snorted coldly. Her words were full of anger.

he’s a human! A living,

way you speak about him makes him feel

at our house and willfully refuses to leave. It’s because grandpa asked him

very prestigious, so grandpa thought he would find a way out

sneered when Willow

that was in the

present! No matter what his identity used to be, he’s just a cripple now. A cripple with no money and

as she spoke coldly, her arms still

we rush to beg others for help when they’re in a successful season of their life…

already down when their life takes a

“We…” 

Fion’s slap on the table before she could finish

This is a society

nothing, absolutely nothing, without

he has no

him about his connections, he

bullied, how can he

be held back by him for the rest of your entire life. As long as he’s still staying in the Quinn Residence, I won’t tolerate

keep telling me how great he

will never be at peace with each other,” Fion sat up straight

half a minute. She knew very well

say I had to

talk about those things after he recovers and regains the ability to take care

you have to

time. Can’t

a trace of desperate pleading

“Of course not!