The guardian's sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 47

Chapter 47 Though the Quinn family may be confused, they turned to look at Sean Lennon as well,

only to see him sitting on his wheelchair indifferently, with no change of expression on his face.

“Cough…” Mr. Ziegler cleared his throat lightly after looking at Sean’s aloof expression and retracted

his gaze.

“Ms. Quinn, I’m tasked to only sign this agreement here with you.

“All operational directions for Larson Pharmaceuticals are determined by Mr. Larson alone.”

Mr. Ziegler was courteous when he explained with a gentle smile.

“Yeah, Willow, Mr. Larson must have thought that the Quinn family was worth partnering with since he

recognized our potential.” “Just sign it, Willow.” The gaze of everyone present was stuck intently on the

pen in Willow’s hand. Old Madam Quinn was also signaling for Quinn to hurry with her eyes. “Mr.

Ziegler, Willow’s position isn’t very high in the company.

“Perhaps, she’s not in the position to make decisions with such a huge business deal.”

Just as Willow was about to make a decision, Sean chined in nonchalantly.

The Quinn family were slightly annoyed with what they had heard. Why did you have to stick your nose

into everything, Sean Lennon? The agreement was just about to be signed and you’re here stirring up

heavens-know what again?

If Mr. Ziegler was not present, they would have ganged up on Sean that instant.

“This… Makes sense too…

“When I was Quinn Corporation the last time, I heard from Mr. Quinn that Ms. Willow Quinn’s position

was not suited for agreement-signing?

“This would be… A slight problem…”

Mr. Ziegler had a feigned dubious look on his face.

The Quinn family were stunned.

Why did it feel like whatever Sean said carried so much weight?

It almost felt like this Mr. Ziegler worked under Sean!

As fast as this thought appeared, it was dismissed with a sneer.

If Sean could order Larson Pharmaceuticals’ employees around, he would not live a life like how it was

now.

“Not a problem, Mr. Ziegler, not a problem at all. “From today onwards, Willow will be the president of

our subbranch, personally appointed by yours truly. “She is definitely qualified to handle agreement-

signing matters.” Old Madam Quinn leaned forward and announced the news with a slight smile.

“Woosh!” Silence swept through the entire suite once again. Willow Quinn has now become a

subbranch president, just like this? Was this a joke?

Even Willow herself could not believe what she had just heard.

Everything that happened today felt like a dream.

Firstly, it was Larson Pharmaceuticals coming all the way just to sign an agreement with her.

Then, it was Old Madam Quinn announcing that she would appoint Willow as the president of Quinn

Corporation’s subbranch.

One after the other, this news had Willow feeling like she had been shocked by lightning Also, it

seemed that in both these things, there was a hint of Sean’s involvement!

“You can sign it now.” Finally, Sean had released his affirmation after nodding faintly.

“Yes, you can sign it now.”

Mr. Ziegler was quick to echo Sean’s words as he immediately signed on the agreement, then passed it

over to Willow with both his hands.

Willow glanced intently at Sean, took the document from Mr. Ziegler’s hands, and signed her name on Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

it.

“Phew!”

Finally, the Quinn family released a breath they were all holding in.

It was finally set in stone.

Needless to say, the Quinn family would definitely expand their horizons exponentially after partnering

with Larson Pharmaceuticals.

They would also be able to leap ahead in terms of social standings in River City. “Great! Here’s to

achieving greater heights together, Ms. Quinn! After passing Willow her copy of the signed agreement,

Mr. Ziegler smiled and added.

“Mr. Larson has prepared a humble celebratory party and would like to request your presence, Ms.

Quinn, so he can further discuss with you the details of this partnership.”

“This…”

Willow peeked at Sean hesitantly once more. Technically speaking, they were supposed to have a

meal together after signing the deal.

However, she was still worried about Sean.

“No worries, Ms. Quinn, Mr. Lennon’s attendance is expected as well.”

Mr. Ziegler let out a chuckle and continued. “Cough, Mr. Ziegler doesn’t need to be there.” “Just a mere

cripple…” Simon cleared his throat, what he meant to say was as clear as day.

A cripple like Sean Lennon was already embarrassing enough amongst the Quinn family. Why would

he further embarrass himself out there?

Would people held in high regard like Homer Larson actually dine with a cripple?

“Mr. Larson has spoken, that the attendance of both Mr. Lennon and Ms. Quinn is requested, and he

would not accept any reason of absence.” After quietly finishing his sentence, Mr. Ziegler escorted

Willow and Sean out of the suite

The rest of the Quinn family in the suite were silent even after Sean and the rest had left.

“Larson Pharmaceuticals is extending a hand of friendship towards us…

“And, it was all for Willow.

“What did they mean?”

Old Madam Quinn, who slowly sat back into her chair pondered.

Even though it was just a signing of an agreement, the entire matter reeked of unusualness.

Something or someone must be behind this.

For Larson Pharmaceuticals to show them obvious kindness, they must have an ulterior motive behind

it.

“Old Madam, I heard that the Zimmers and the Larsons are related.”

“Do you think Young Master Zimmer is behind this, pulling strings so the Larsons would do this?” 2

“You know, Young Master Zimmer has always had obvious feelings for Willow.”

Faye’s mother gave it some thought and sneered as she frowned.

“Hah! I don’t think so.

“From what I’ve heard, Young Master Larson is about to return from studying abroad.

“It could possibly well be that the Larsons wanted Willow to be with their son, you know?”

Another middle-aged woman retorted right away.

People were holding onto different opinions and a chaotic commotion broke out.

“Well then, it didn’t matter if it was Young Mr. Zimmer or Young Master Larson, they’re ten times more,

no, hundreds of times better than Sean the loser!” Simon’s statement triggered loads of murmurs of

agreement from the people around him.