The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 138

The neighbors were not mad even though Fion ridiculed them.

Instead, they had some desire to curry favor with Fion.

They were indeed jealous when Sean showed them the BMW 5 Series earlier.
However, when the gap between them surpassed a certain point... This jealousy
could only become admiration. When they could never catch up, all that was left
was fawning. “Mom, stop. Let's go in.” Willow was kind and did not want to stir up
trouble, so she advised her. Fion was now in a good mood, so she stopped
speaking.

“Hey, Old Kent. Leave work earlier today.

“Take me grocery shopping in the BMW! “Yes, grocery shopping in the BMW!"
Fion made a phone call as she returned to her home.

She was so cocky.

Willow could not help feeling awkward.

“Sean, don“t mind...

“In the past two years, our family has been talked about behind our backs by our
neighbors. Even when my mom went out to chat and play poker, they would
make fun of my mother...

“I can“t help myself now that we got to hold our heads high...” Willow explained
for Fion.

“It's fine. I understand.”

Sean nodded. He did not remember everything that had happened in the past
two years but had impressions of many things.

“Your family spent a lot of money to keep me and didn“t buy the things you
wanted to buy. “Ill slowly buy them in the future. “Let me know if you need
anything.”

Sean muttered as Willow wheeled him into the house.

“Okay...”

Willow nodded gently.

An indescribable peace of mind suddenly welled up within her.

In a hotel room in River City.

Demi sat fuming on the couch with arms folded across her chest. The more she
thought about it, the more upset she was. They both had their eye on something
and were about to pay for it, but Willow's crippled man stole it.

It filled her with resentment. Even though Hank brought her a lot of luxury items
later on, she was still furious. “Forget it. Forget it. Let's get another one. “We'll go
back tonight and buy a better one.”

Hank took a sip of tea and consoled Demi.

“No!”

Demi snorted coldly and said, “Willow had triumphed over me when we were in
school.

“She has better grades than me and was the most beautiful girl in school. Who is
she to have that?”

Hank coughed gently when he heard this. He knew Willow was prettier than
Demi. It was the truth.

“She has triumphed over me since school, and now that we're out of school, she
wants to keep beating me too? “With her crippled man, who can only buy cars in
installments, who does she think she is?” Demi got so furious that she grabbed
the LV bag next to her and smashed it to the ground. “Forget it. Don't argue with
them.” Hank was silent for a few seconds before shaking his head and speaking.
“What's the meaning of this, Hank? “When did you become so tolerant?
“Someone bullied you and took the car you ordered. How could you stand it?
“Could you stand it if someone else stole me one day?” Demi instantly exploded
and yelled at Hank.

Hank was speechless. “You“re not obsessed with Willow, are you?

“I'm telling you. You'd better get this idea out of your head. She's got a bad
reputation at school. She has messed around with I don’t know how many men.”
Demi just started mudslinging at Willow when she saw Hank's reaction. “I'm not.
What are you talking about...”

Hank paused slightly before saying, “It's just that Sean isn't a nobody...” Demi
was stunned. Then she frowned and asked, “He isn“t a nobody? Then who is he?
“How can a cripple not be a nobody?

“You probably didn't know he was even a vegetable before!”

Hank shook his head slightly when he heard what Demi said.

“Only people with at least ten million or even billions could afford the card he
held. “The chairman of our headquarters has one.” Hank said as he slowly
looked up at Demi.

He would not have let Sean snatch the car from under him if it were not for that.
“What?

“Ten million, billions...?"

Demi's eyes widened as she screamed. Then she fell into a complete stupor.
“Willow's cripple fiancé is that scary?’

Demi was horrified.

At night.

Quinn Residence.

It was eleven o'clock in the dead of night.

Vroom vroom!

Suddenly, there was a distant roar of a car engine.

Then one black car after another came this way in a long line. Ten black sedans
parked steadily in front of Quinn Residence. Then the door opened, and one after
another burly man in black stepped out. Nearly forty burly men in black lined up
on both sides of the motorcade, looking imposing.

The men stood in silence, expressionless. It was as if they were getting ready to
greet some big shot.