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! 

our house, yet he doesn’t know how

know that beggars shouldn‘t be

was furious and vented her

you keep saying things like that?” Willow frowned and lowered her voice, fearing

Am I wrong?

he a freeloader residing in my home who

snorted coldly. Her words were full of

he’s a human! A

makes him feel ashamed,

like he stays at our house and willfully refuses

so grandpa thought he would find a way out for us Quinns.”

sneered when Willow said

that

used to be, he’s just a cripple now. A cripple with no money

spoke coldly, her arms still folded in

others for help when they’re in

and kick them while they’re already down

“We…” 

slap on the table before she could finish her

a society that despises the poor and not prostitutes.

have nothing, absolutely

he has

about his connections, he has no connections.

you’re bullied, how can he defend your honor as

never allow you to be held back by him for the rest of your entire life. As long as he’s still

keep telling me how great he is,

peace with each other,” Fion sat up straight and said in a serious and firm tone.

for nearly half a minute.

didn’t say I had to

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

you have to drive

him some time. Can’t you do that?”

was a trace of desperate

“Of course not!