Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 112

Hearing the honking, Willow instinctively wanted to look up.

However, Fion did not mind at all. She continued to speak without stopping.

"Like I said, it's a toy card.

“You must be possessed that you're willing to believe him!

“Let me tell you, only Young Master Zimmer can help you with this."

With one hand on her waist, Fion brought Quill up again.

"Mom, can you stop?"

Willow raised her head. She looked at Fion before gritting her teeth and saying, "I want to be alone."

"Oh, Willow, Aunt Fion, you're both here?"

At that moment, a voice came from outside the door.

Quill, who was dressed in a fitting suit, stepped forward.

The car keys were dangling from his hand, and there was a strange smile on his face.

Seeing Quill, Willow was filled with questions.

Was Quill the one who honked earlier?

She thought that Sean had returned. Unexpectedly, it was Quill.

"Young Master Zimmer, you’re here!"

Fion immediately turned around and greeted Quill with a smile.

"Yeah, I heard from you that Willow's company is in trouble.

"I immediately put down all my work and rushed over."

Quill looked at Willow and said in a serious tone.

Willow slowly turned to look at Fion. It turned out she was the one who called Quill.

There was an unnatural look on Fion’s face. She coughed and quickly gestured for Quill to sit down.

"Young Master, you just rejected a huge client worth several million dollars."

An assistant behind him said.

"What are you talking about?

“How can a few million dollars compare to Willow's matter?"

Quill's words were spoken with a serious tone and a hint of sternness.

Fion was pleased to hear that. She was all smiles.

Willow could not say much.

She could only smile along.

Firstly, it was Fion who called Quill for help. Besides, Quill stopped what he was doing and rushed over.

This was equivalent to the Quinn family asking for help.

If Willow showed a bad attitude, it would be extremely inappropriate.

"Willow, I heard everything.

“Don't worry. With me around, it’ll all be fine.”

Quill, who was seated on a chair, waved his hand with a confident look on his face.

"Ah, Young Master Zimmer, you’re the best."

Fion poured a cup of tea for Quill as she praised him.

"Aunt Fion, it doesn't matter if she's powerful or not. Willow's matters are my matters as well.