Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 297

What was going on?

Old Madam Quinn was a little puzzled as she placed the contract back onto the table.

Simon and Faye Quinn had quickly snatched the contract over to take a look.

After they were done with it, there was an odd expression on their faces as well.

Was this another stunt from Quill Zimmer to garner more profit for the Quinns?

“What is the meaning of this, Mr. Bennett?”

Old Madam Quinn looked at Shane Bennett questioningly.

“Cough, Old Madam Quinn, please don’t ask me any more than this!

“You Quinns have a guardian angel in your midst!”

Shane Bennett waved his hands around slightly, but he did not dare to say more.

There were certain unspoken rules when it comes to gifting.

When the gift was given out, there should not be too much blabbering involved.

If not, it would not be a gift gifting, but a negotiation instead.

How would Shane Bennett dare negotiate anything with Sean Lennon?

“A guardian angel in our midst…”

Old Madam Quinn was even more confused when she heard this.

Was it Quill Zimmer once again?

“Please just sign it quickly, Old Madam Quinn!”

Shane stole a glance at Sean Lennon, and quickly retracted his gaze.

“Err… Sure.”

Old Madam Quinn also thought that this really could be another arrangement from Quill Zimmer.

This was why she did not reject the offer.

“Since everyone’s here, I’d like to ask.

“Who’s gonna be in charge of this partnership with the Bennetts?”

“Hey Grandma, it’s definitely got to be me!”

Simon quickly took the contract in his hands and replied to Old Madam Quinn’s question gleefully.

It was blatantly obvious that these kinds of profit-gifting deals were guaranteed-profit kinds of collaboration.

Even a fool would do a good job heading it up!

It was a sure way to garner revenue, and when it was time for bonus distribution for the Quinn family at the end of the year, this would be included as a part of the business performance, which would amount to quite a hefty sum of dividend!

“Well… Okay.”

Old Madam Quinn still was partial toward Simon in her heart.

“If no one has anything to say about it, Simon will be in charge…”

Old Madam Quinn spoke unhurriedly, while Simon had already taken out a pen and was ready to sign on the contract.

“I have something to say.”

Suddenly, these five words rang in the room. It was Sean.

Once he said that, all eyes were on him immediately.

Willow reached out and yanked his hand under the table.

However, it was as if Sean did not feel anything at all.

“What are you f*cking saying? What do you have to say about it? Just suck it up and shut up!”

Simon huffed coldly at Sean with a pen in his hand.

“I know right? You’re not even a Quinn.