Chapter 1352
Summon Of The Sword
Old Madam Quinn coughed and finally said what she wanted.
âNo way!â
However, Willow rejected them flatly.
âSean gave me the shares. I canât give them away.
âAlso, I canât disassociate myself from Reach For Will Group.
âI will help Sean to look after it and live with it as long as he doesnât come back!â
Willow got up and spoke with absolute determination.
It was as if nothing could change her mind.
âYou! Are you trying to piss me off?â
Old Madam Quinn was so mad that she slapped the table.
However, Willow just stood there and said nothing to resist them silently.
âWillow, Iâm telling you!
âYou have to hand over the shares today whether you like it or not!
âItâs not up to you!â
Simon took a document from his bag and threw it onto the desk.
Faye took out a pen and an inkpad.
It seemed that they could not talk it out with each other and were forcing Willow to sign the document!
âItâs not up to you either!â
Willow gritted her teeth and turned to leave.
âStand there!â
Faye immediately got up and grabbed Willowâs arm.
âLet go!â
Willow snapped and tried to struggle.
However, Simon also helped. How could Willow match their strength?
Old Madam Quinn sat on the couch and said nothing the whole time as if she gave permission.
âLet me go!
âSean gave it to me. You canât take it!â
Willow struggled, but Faye and Simon forcefully grabbed her hand to put her fingerprint on the contract.
âHaha, Sean?
âWhy will Sean have time for you when he canât even protect himself?
âHe can protect you when heâs in River City. Try and ask him to protect you now!â
Simon grabbed Willowâs hair while his other hand forcefully grabbed Willowâs hand and pressed it onto the ink pad.
âHurry up!â
Faye immediately picked up the contract and pressed Willowâs finger on it.
âDonât count on Sean to save you. We donât even know if heâs alive.â
Faye curled her lip, grabbed Willowâs finger, and pressed it on the contract.
Bang!
Just then, the door was kicked open.
Swoosh!
Simon and the rest instantly turned to look at the door.
âAre you itching for trouble?â
Harry marched in with a grim expression.
Ten burly men followed closely behind him.
âYouâ¦â
Simon recognized Harry at once.
However, Harry had no intention to let him talk nonsense. He walked up to him and slapped him across the face.
Slap!
There was a loud slap, and Simon stumbled a few steps back.
Then Harry turned to look at Faye.
âYou⦠Iâm a woman. Are you going to hit me?â
Faye asked with wide eyes as she quickly let go of Willow.
Slap!
Harry frowned slightly and slapped her.
âSo what if I hit you?
âDo you have thorns in your face that I canât slap?â
Harry slapped Faye to the ground.
âHow dare you?â
Old Madam Quinn banged on the desk and snapped through clenched teeth.
âOld Madam, I donât want to touch you because of your old age, but youâd better shut up.â
Harry turned his head sharply, a cold chill in his eyes.
That glance made Old Madam Quinn shut up.
âListen.
âYou canât do anything you want even if Commanderâs not around.
âI can still teach you a lesson!â
Harry pointed at Old Madam Quinn and the rest, his tone icy.