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The Guardian's Sword

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Chapter 124

“Mr. Charles, we‘re just letting him go?

“No one has ever dared to be so arrogant in front of you,” several bodyguards in black looked at

Charles and said.

Charles‘s expression was gloomy right now. He waved his hand to gesture for everyone to leave.

As for himself, he took out his cell phone and called Homer.

“Hey, Mr. Larson, it‘s me, Charles.”

Once the call was connected, Charles immediately greeted Homer.

“How did your discussion with Mr. Lennon go?

“I‘ll head over as soon as I finish dealing with this matter. What‘s the number of the private room you‘re

in in the Aerial Dragon Grand Hotel?” Homer‘s urgent voice came over the line.

“Mr. Lennon, you told me that Sean was really good at treating diseases. 1 “Why does he say he can‘t

treat my disease?” Charles gritted his teeth and complained a little.

“Hehe...

“I‘m not sure if Mr. Lennon can treat your disease.

“But what I know is, if even Mr. Lennon doesn‘t know what to do, no one can treat your disease.”

Homer‘s words were very confident. Charles could not help but feel a little dazed. That cripple, Sean...

Was he really so skilled?

“My father‘s chronic disease that he‘s been afflicted with for decades never improved after seeing

countless famous and experienced doctors.

“Mr. Lennon completely cured my father‘s disease without using a single drop of medicine,” Homer said

lightly when he felt like Charles was doubting him.

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“Is that true?”

Charles was taken aback when he heard that. He now understood why Homer believed in Sean so

much.

However, no matter how good Sean‘s medical skills were, he was still unwilling to treat Charles.

This made Charles feel like a cat‘s claws were scratching his heart. “Mr. Lennon, why didn‘t he want to

treat me? Is it because I offered too little money?

“I told him to request for any amount he wanted.” Until now, Charles had not figured out why Sean had

refused to treat him.

“It‘s pretty expected for a miracle doctor as great as Mr. Lennon to have a weird personality.

“But based on what I know about him, he‘d never refuse to treat you for no reason.

“Did you do anything to make him angry?” Homer frowned slightly and asked over the phone.

“No! Absolutely not!

“He knows about my disease, yet he doesn‘t want to treat me.

“Tell me, what‘s the reason behind it?”

The more Charles thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

He had held no grudge against Sean in the past nor recently.

He had even been willing to give half of his assets to Sean in exchange for Sean treating him.

However, it seemed like Sean was not interested in such payment. “To put it simply, the reason for this

must lie within you. “You‘d better not bother Mr. Lennon for now. I’ll help you ask him about it later,”

Homer said lightly after thinking for a while.

“But my condition can‘t be delayed any longer!

“He has to give me an answer before twelve o‘clock tonight.”

Charles gritted his teeth, and his tone was full of anger.

“I’ll advise you on this: it‘s better not to mess around with fire.

“Mr. Lennon, this isn‘t as simple as you think it is,” Homer frowned slightly and reminded Charles. 1

After hearing those words, Charles was taken aback. He pondered for two seconds and then asked,

“What kind of powerful background does Mr. Lennon have?”

Homer was a little dumbfounded after hearing what Charles had asked.

As far he knew right now, Sean did not have any powerful identity or background.

The only thing he had going for him was that he was the Quinns‘ prospective son–in–law.

However, Homer knew that although Sean had no particular identity, a bigshot like Hayden still had to

be respectful and polite to him!

“Hehe. Alright, Mr. Larson, don‘t worry. I’ve got it under control.”

Charles was not a fool. After noticing that Homer had stopped speaking, he already knew something in

his heart.

Homer shook his head. After all, he and Charles only had a partnership. Charles was not his

subordinate.

The Quinn Residence.

After Sean wheeled his wheelchair into the house.

He saw that Willow and Fion were both sitting on the sofa, looking like they were waiting for someone

to come back.

“You‘re back?”

After seeing that Sean had come back, a moment of joy flickered in the depths of Willow‘s eyes.

However, it disappeared soon after. She had not been aware of the fact that after two years of being

together day and night, Sean had become a big part of her life.

She would have an uneasy feeling of restlessness if she did not see him for too long. “That Mr.

Christian didn‘t send you back?” Fion asked as she squinted her eyes and looked at Sean.

“I‘m not close to him.”

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Sean shook his head slightly.

“Not close? You two aren‘t friends with each other?”

Fion was taken aback when she heard those words from Sean. She asked him the question with some

doubts.

“Not friends, no.

“This is the first time we‘re meeting each other.” Sean paused and said, “He called the wrong person

over.”

Fion immediately believed Sean‘s words upon hearing them.

She would definitely not have believed it is Sean had said he knew a bigshot of River City.

However, she believed him when he said that Charles had called the wrong person over.

“I knew it. How could you know such a bigshot? “If you really knew Mr. Christian, with his power here in

River City, no one would dare to bully

you.”

Fion sat on the sofa with her arms folded over her chest and a trace of contempt flickering in her eyes.

“Mom, what are you talking about?”. Willow frowned and asked, “How could you allow Sean to go meet

such a person?

“We‘re just an ordinary family, there‘s no need to get in touch with those people,

“They‘re a group of people who treat others ruthlessly and cruelly. Sean, you‘d better not stay in touch

with them.”

Willow cared about Sean from the bottom of her heart.

“Okay.”

Sean smiled and nodded slightly. “Let‘s not talk about this anymore.

“I want to know, do you really have six million?” Fion asked straightforwardly as she frowned and

looked at Sean.