The Quinns refused to believe it, even if it would kill them.
However, Sean sounded extremely confident, and it was highly unlikely that he was joking.
Even if he was really joking, if Mr. Larson did not show up later, it would be like a slap on Sean’s face, right?
Would Sean not be laughed at even more?
Sean should not be the kind of person that would dig his own grave, right?
When the Quinns thought it through, they could not help but feel suspicious, yet terrified.
Old Madam Quinn was tongue-tied.
Fion too was so shocked that she had forgotten the fact that Sean had slapped her earlier.
If Sean could get Mr. Larson to come with just a sentence and prove that he was behind the deal between the Quinns and the Larsons…
Then, Sean was certainly no ordinary man…
“Sean Lennon, are you ill once more?
“You? Getting Mr. Larson to come here with just one phone call? Are you kidding me?
“If you manage to do it, then I, Simon Quinn would be able to summon Hayden Luke of Jeanne District here with a phone call as well!”
Simon Quinn gritted his teeth as he still was sure that Sean Lennon was pulling all their legs.
“Don’t be so cocky.
“If not, it would backfire on you when the time comes.”
Sean glanced at Simon and said casually.
“I think you’re the one that shouldn’t be too cocky now.”
Suddenly, a mocking voice rang from outside the door.
It was the last voice that Sean would want to hear.
Not because he was afraid, but because he loathed it.
Sure enough, the door was pushed open right away and Quill Zimmer sauntered in.
He was wearing a casual suit with his hair slicked back with so much hair product it gleamed and sparkled.
The arrogance and disdain that tugged his smile made him seem like he was some VIP.
“Young Master Zimmer is here!”
“Hey, Young Master Zimmer!”
Many of the Quinns have stood up to warmly welcome Quill.
They were extremely friendly to him.
“Old Madam Quinn, you’ve asked for me?”
Quill glanced at Sean and then walked smilingly towards Old Madam Quinn.
“Yes, the agenda of our family meeting today is considered to be related to you.
“So, I’ve asked you to listen in.”
Old Madam Quinn feigned composure as she nodded lightly on her seat.
“Sure thing, anything for Old Madam!”
“Young Master Zimmer, please have a seat over here.”
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