Chapter 123
Summon Of The Sword
Charles knew that absolutely no one could refuse such a generous offer.
As long as Sean promised to treat his disease, Charles would offer him money, beauties, mansions, villas, everything.
In addition, Sean would also have a bigshot like him owing Sean a favor.
As long as Sean was not a fool, he would definitely accept the offer.
âCanât be treated.â
Sean simply repeated the three words lightly. A coldness flickered through Charlesâ eyes.
âDonât think that Iâm a fool.
âIf you werenât capable, Mr. Larson would not have recommended you to me.
âSo, you canât treat it, or you donât want to treat it?â Charles asked as he leaned forward slightly and stared at Sean.
Charlesâ status in River City was extremely high. When had he ever been so polite to a cripple?
However, he had suddenly discovered that Seanâs arrogance was not the usual kind!
The more respect Sean was given, the less he would appreciate it.
After hearing this, a sneer flickered at the corner of Seanâs mouth.
Anyway, he was not a person who would sacrifice everything for the world.
Even if he was truly a benevolent healer and kept the good of the world in his mind, this was just karma for Charlesâ crimes.
He wanted Sean to save him right now?
That was really ridiculous.
âYou, please know your place.â Sean immediately moved his wheelchair and left after finishing saying that lightly. He would never have come over had he known in advance that this was going to happen.
âStay right there!â
Charles stood up immediately and yelled at Sean.
After so much effort to invite Sean over, in the end, he was not going to be treated. How could Charles be calm?
âMr. Lennon, is it because youâre dissatisfied with my offer?
âIt doesnât matter. You can request anything you want from me. As long as you can treat my disease, Iâll owe you a favor.â
when Charles said this, he pondered for a couple of seconds before speaking again. âYou may not understand the extent of my power in River City.
âBut let me tell you, Iâm in charge of the underground forces of River City and no one would ever dare to say no to me.
âNo matter who it is, they have to respect me.
âItâll be good for you to become a friend of mine, and itâll bring you no harın too.â
This time, Charles suppressed his temper and used a carrotâandâstick approach on Sean.
However, Sean continued to move his wheelchair toward the door, not looking back.
âThis cripple! Youâre really f*cking shameless!â
The anger in Charlesâs heart suddenly erupted, and he grabbed a teacup and threw it to the ground.
Crack! Splat! The teacup fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The door of the private room was pushed open from the outside. Dozens of Charlesâs bodyguards, all dressed in black, immediately went to block the door. âMr. Charles, whatâs going on?â The dozens of bodyguards asked Charles respectfully after glancing at Sean. Charles did not speak and only stared at Seanâs back with a cold expression.
He had been respectful and polite to Sean because he thought that Sean would be able to treat his disease.
Right now, however, it was clear that Sean could treat his disease but was choosing not to. This had immediately made Charles annoyed and pissed off with Sean.
He wanted to take a look at how Sean would try to leave with his dozens of bodyguards present, who were blocking the door at the moment.
âIâd advise you not to mess around with fire,â Sean said lightly, not looking at Charles.
âHmph! âYou turn back now and think about what I said.
âWe could have become friends.â
Charles snorted coldly with a slightly slowed voice.
After all, his goal was not to bully Sean but to cure his illness. I âSince you gave me a ride, Iâll give you a piece of advice.
âYou may start preparing for your own funeral.â
After Sean said those words, he turned his wheelchair to face the door and left.
Charles could not help but widen his eyes when he heard those words from Sean.
He understood the meaning behind Seanâs words.
The syphilis he had contracted was no simple syphilis.
When coupled with the chaos of his private life, his condition had gotten worse.
The doctor had also told him that he only had half a year of life left at most It would only be another two to three months if the condition worsened. Why else would he be so anxious? âMr. Lennon... Iâll give you whatever you want, okay?â Charles gritted his teeth and begged Sean.
He still had a lot of money to spend, and there were so many good days in his future to enjoy.
How could he die just like this? Sean shook his head slightly and left right away.
The dozens of bodyguards at the door all instantly looked at Charles and waited for his instructions.
If Charles gave the order, they would immediately pull Sean off the wheelchair and beat him up.
Charles hesitated for several seconds and waved his hand to signal for the crowd to disperse.
If he killed Sean now, his disease would definitely never be treated!
âMr. Lennon, Iâll give you one day to think about it. âIf you donât give me an answer before twelve oâclock tonight... âThen donât blame me for being impolite, because I donât want to die.â It felt like Charlesâ words carried a deep threat. However, Sean simply left the Aerial Dragon Grand Hotel as if he had not heard them. Threats?
The thing Sean feared the least was threats.
In other words, what in this world could make a nineâstar commander fearful?
The only thing Sean was afraid of was Willowâs tears.