The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 925

Chapter 925

He had a lot going on at the moment.

Jen-Bond Holdings had their eyes on them. He had no time to sit down with the Quinn family for dinner.

They were a group of people at odds with each other, so Sean was not interested.

“Grandma said you must attend.

“I heard Grandma’s going to talk about our wedding…”

The more Willow spoke, the softer her voice was until it was muffled.

Sean finally understood why Willow was so happy.

Getting your family’s approval and blessing for your choice of partner was something to be happy about.

“In that case, I’ll go with you.”

Sean smiled and agreed.

He had been with Willow for over two years.

Besides, Willow’s reputation had been greatly affected when she took care of Sean.

The outside world said a lot of things.

Sean was going to clear Willow’s name, of course.

A wedding was naturally essential.

Otherwise, it would not be fair for Willow to follow him around without a title.

8 p.m.

Sean, Willow, Kent, and Fion got in a car and drove to the address Old Lady Quinn gave them.

Leah and Candy did not tag along.

Sean did not suggest Leah follow either.

After all, Leah’s situation was a little different than Willow’s.

Candy and Leah did not need to return to the Quinn family.

The party of four soon arrived at the hotel where Old Madam Quinn had booked a private room.

Sean could tell Kent was happy.

He was honest and placed great importance on filial piety.

In his opinion, Willow cutting ties with the Quinn family was unfilial.

However, he endured it for his daughter.

He had been suffering all along.

Of course, he was genuinely happy to make up with the Quinn family.

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Fion also held her head high. She had never been so confident when facing members of the Quinn family.

Old Madam Quinn and the rest had asked them to return to the Quinn family this time.

Fion was not the one insisting on going back.

There were four of them. Except for Sean, the other three were all dressed up.

They looked like they were going to some fancy cocktail party.

“Hello, Sir, do you have a reservation?”

The usher at the entrance came up and asked with a smile.