Old Madam Quinn looked puzzled.
Jon and Quill were equally surprised.
None of them could figure out why Sean was here.
Did Jon not invite the Quinn family here to talk things over?
Why was Sean involved in this again?
Also, the person outside said Mr. James Thomson was here.
Then why did Sean show up instead of James?
In a short time, countless thoughts raced through the minds of the people in the room.
Eventually, none of them could figure out what was going on.
"What's the matter? Do I need to introduce myself?"
Sean put his hands behind his back and asked indifferently as he looked at the crowd.
The crowd gradually came to their senses after he spoke.
"Sean, what are you doing here?"
Quill instantly hit the table, got up, and shouted as he pointed at Sean.
"Watching a show."
Sean's eyes were calm as he muttered.
'A show?
'What show?
'Whose show?'
The crowd was more confused to hear that.
They had a feeling that Sean was in control.
They even felt like they were clowns in front of Sean.
That feeling filled their hearts.
"Sean, why are you so arrogant?
"I'm telling you. Jen-Bond Holdings isn't as simple as you think.
"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're temporarily in power.
"I'll see which of us has the last laugh!"
Jon's face was cold, his eyes menacing.
Sean shook his head slightly before walking up to Jon.
There was no fury in his eyes, only scorn and playfulness.
"What do you want to do?"
Jon and Quill took a step back.
They knew Sean's character.
He would slap you no matter the occasion, the time, or status.
If he said he would slap your left cheek, he would not hit you on the right.
They did not want to suffer that.
"Can you stop me from doing whatever I want?"
Sean slowly turned and asked as he looked at Quill.
"You!"
Quill was so mad that he wanted to beat Sean up.
However, he knew ten of himself combined together could not even get close to Sean's strength!
"You..."
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