Chapter 124
Summon Of The Sword
âMr. Charles, weâre just letting him go?
âNo one has ever dared to be so arrogant in front of you,â several bodyguards in black looked at Charles and said.
Charlesâs 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.
âHey, Mr. Larson, itâs me, Charles.â
Once the call was connected, Charles immediately greeted Homer.
âHow did your discussion with Mr. Lennon go?
âIâll head over as soon as I finish dealing with this matter. Whatâs the number of the private room youâre in in the Aerial Dragon Grand Hotel?â Homerâs urgent voice came over the line.
âMr. Lennon, you told me that Sean was really good at treating diseases. 1 âWhy does he say he canât treat my disease?â Charles gritted his teeth and complained a little.
âHehe...
âIâm not sure if Mr. Lennon can treat your disease.
âBut what I know is, if even Mr. Lennon doesnât know what to do, no one can treat your disease.â
Homerâs words were very confident. Charles could not help but feel a little dazed. That cripple, Sean...
Was he really so skilled?
âMy fatherâs chronic disease that heâs been afflicted with for decades never improved after seeing countless famous and experienced doctors.
âMr. Lennon completely cured my fatherâs disease without using a single drop of medicine,â Homer said lightly when he felt like Charles was doubting him.
âIs that true?â
Charles was taken aback when he heard that. He now understood why Homer believed in Sean so much.
However, no matter how good Seanâs medical skills were, he was still unwilling to treat Charles.
This made Charles feel like a catâs claws were scratching his heart. âMr. Lennon, why didnât he want to treat me? Is it because I offered too little money?
âI told him to request for any amount he wanted.â Until now, Charles had not figured out why Sean had refused to treat him.
âItâs pretty expected for a miracle doctor as great as Mr. Lennon to have a weird personality.
âBut based on what I know about him, heâd never refuse to treat you for no reason.
âDid you do anything to make him angry?â Homer frowned slightly and asked over the phone.
âNo! Absolutely not!
âHe knows about my disease, yet he doesnât want to treat me.
âTell me, whatâs the reason behind it?â
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. âTo put it simply, the reason for this must lie within you. âYouâd better not bother Mr. Lennon for now. Iâll help you ask him about it later,â
Homer said lightly after thinking for a while.
âBut my condition canât be delayed any longer!
âHe has to give me an answer before twelve oâclock tonight.â
Charles gritted his teeth, and his tone was full of anger.
âIâll advise you on this: itâs better not to mess around with fire.
âMr. Lennon, this isnât as simple as you think it is,â Homer frowned slightly and reminded Charles. 1 After hearing those words, Charles was taken aback. He pondered for two seconds and then asked, âWhat kind of powerful background does Mr. Lennon have?â
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 Quinnsâ prospective sonâinâlaw.
However, Homer knew that although Sean had no particular identity, a bigshot like Hayden still had to be respectful and polite to him!
âHehe. Alright, Mr. Larson, donât worry. Iâve got it under control.â
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.
âYouâre back?â
After seeing that Sean had come back, a moment of joy flickered in the depths of Willowâs 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. âThat Mr.
Christian didnât send you back?â Fion asked as she squinted her eyes and looked at Sean.
âIâm not close to him.â
Sean shook his head slightly.
âNot close? You two arenât friends with each other?â
Fion was taken aback when she heard those words from Sean. She asked him the question with some doubts.
âNot friends, no.
âThis is the first time weâre meeting each other.â Sean paused and said, âHe called the wrong person over.â
Fion immediately believed Seanâs 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.
âI knew it. How could you know such a bigshot? âIf you really knew Mr. Christian, with his power here in River City, no one would dare to bully you.â
Fion sat on the sofa with her arms folded over her chest and a trace of contempt flickering in her eyes.
âMom, what are you talking about?â. Willow frowned and asked, âHow could you allow Sean to go meet such a person?
âWeâre just an ordinary family, thereâs no need to get in touch with those people, âTheyâre a group of people who treat others ruthlessly and cruelly. Sean, youâd better not stay in touch with them.â
Willow cared about Sean from the bottom of her heart.
âOkay.â
Sean smiled and nodded slightly. âLetâs not talk about this anymore.
âI want to know, do you really have six million?â Fion asked straightforwardly as she frowned and looked at Sean.