Summon of The Sword novel 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!

"He lives in our house, yet he doesn't know how to be grateful.

“He doesn’t know that beggars shouldn’t be choosers!”

Fion was furious and vented her anger at Willow after Sean left.

"Mom! Why do you keep saying things like that?"

Willow frowned and lowered her voice, fearing that Sean would overhear them.

"What? Am I wrong?

“Isn't he a freeloader residing in my home who never contributes to the family?"

Fion snorted coldly. Her words were full of anger.

"But he’s a human! A living, breathing human!

“The way you speak about him makes him feel ashamed, you know that?

"Also, it's not like he stays at our house and willfully refuses to leave. It’s because grandpa asked him to.

“Perhaps because at the time he was very prestigious, so grandpa thought he would find a way out for us Quinns."

Fion sneered when Willow said this.

“He was once capable, but that was in the past.

"I only look at the present! No matter what his identity used to be, he’s just a cripple now. A cripple with no money and power!"

Fion leaned back against the sofa cushions as she spoke coldly, her arms still folded in front of her.

"Mom, how can we rush to beg others for help when they’re in a successful season of their life...