"Then where did Sean get the money?"
Fion looked back at Sean when she heard that.
"Don't tell me it's yours. I don't believe you."
Fion interrupted before Sean could speak.
"From the time you bought the cars and now this, you've probably spent... tens of millions of dollars!
"Even if you knew Mr. Larson of Larson Pharmaceuticals, there's no way he would lend you that much money.
"So where did the money come from?"
Fion gently placed the real estate purchasing agreement on the table with a questioning tone.
"It's indeed my own money."
Sean shook his head helplessly, not knowing how to explain it.
It was mainly because everyone's image of Sean was a penniless cripple.
Even though he had regained his senses, he was still a cripple.
He had no identity, connections, or background in River City.
How could someone like that be able to spend tens of millions of dollars casually?
Anyone would think the money was illegal.
"Tell me where you got the money?
"What exactly did you do before?"
Fion fired away without hiding anything.
"I was in the army. You know that.
"You could say... I've gotten my money from them."
Sean did not want to explain too much but said a little more when he saw the anticipation in Willow's eyes.
"What kind of position in the army could get you tens of millions of dollars?
"Do you take me for a fool? Joanne's son was in the army for seven years, and I heard he managed to get a position.
"He only got a retirement fee of three hundred thousand dollars when he retired from the army.
"You're young, so you probably spent two or three years in the army, tops. How could they give you a retirement fee of tens of millions of dollars?
"Do you think you're a general?"
The more Fion listened, the less she believed it.
"It's just tens of millions of dollars..."
Sean shook his head slightly, feeling disdainful.
He was once a nine-star commander. In that position, money was only a string of numbers to him.
Even if he did not have the supreme black card, money was nothing to him.
"I have millions of brothers. Each of them gave me a hundred dollars from his salary.
"It's hundreds of millions of dollars in total."
Sean seemed to be talking to Fion but also to himself.
Hearing Sean's words, Fion and the rest looked at each other, slightly confused.
'Why is Sean talking nonsense again?'
'Millions of brothers? Hundreds of millions of dollars? Has he lost his mind?'
"Forget it, don't play dumb either.
"I'm just going to tell you this. If the money's illegal or you borrowed them...
"Then I'm not gonna let you stay in the Quinn family and trouble Willow. Fix whatever you've done yourself!"
Fion looked at Sean sternly, not joking at all.
Sean nodded noncommittally.
He was catatonic for two years and had no choice but to trouble Willow.
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