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! 

house, yet he doesn’t know how to

doesn’t know that beggars shouldn‘t

was furious and vented her anger at Willow after Sean

frowned and lowered

Am I wrong?

my home who never contributes to the family?”

snorted coldly. Her words were full of anger.

he’s a human! A living,

him makes him feel ashamed,

he stays at our house and willfully refuses to

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

sneered when Willow said this.

that was

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

as she spoke coldly, her arms still folded

rush to beg others for help when they’re

already down when their life takes a bad

“We…” 

by Fion’s slap on the table before she could finish

me that! This is a society that despises the poor and not

nothing, absolutely

he has no

about his connections, he has

if you’re bullied, how can he defend

be held back by him for the rest of your entire life. As long as

keep telling me how great he is, I’ll still shame

he and I will never be at peace with each other,” Fion sat up straight and said in

other for nearly half a

say I had to

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

have to drive

some time. Can’t

a trace of desperate

“Of course not!