Summon Of The Sword

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Chapter 506

Chapter 506

It was impossible.

“Mr. Yancey, I need you to help me.

“The Quinn family doesn’t matter. The main question is whether the Zimmer family can get closer to

Reach For Will Group.

“Don’t worry. The Zimmer family won’t forget your kindness if this is done.”

Quill made an offer to Wade as he stepped on the gas.

“No problem. No problem.”

Wade looked smug as he waved his hand casually.

3:30 p.m.

Sean had his driver Ziegler come over to pick him up.

Ziegler froze after Sean gave him the address.

“Mr. Lennon, why are we going to the kindergarten?”

Ziegler scratched his head and asked in confusion.

He thought Sean had given him the wrong address.

“Candy’s kindergarten is having a parent–teacher meeting today.

“I promised her I’d go.”

Sean sat in the back seat and explained quietly.

“I see.”

Ziegler nodded. He had been Sean’s chauffeur for a while and knew Candy. Besides, the lovely little

girl was adorable and could not be forgotten at a glance.

“Mr. Lennon, you’re a man of your word.

“You even care so much about a child.”

Ziegler started the car, his voice a little emotional.

“With me, their age doesn’t matter.

“Only truth and lies.”

Sean shook his head slowly and spoke calmly.

Even though Candy was only five or six years old, she was nice to Sean.

Every child liked snacks.

However, Candy would rather resist the temptation of snacks than eat them herself and gift them to

Sean.

She was innocent.

She expressed her kindness to Sean in the simplest way.

“She visited me every weekend during my two years of catatonia.

“She hid a piece of chocolate in her hand and wouldn’t eat it even if it had melted. She wanted to bring

it to me.

“I, Sean Lennon, would do everything I can to protect her.”

Sean knew a bar of chocolate was not much, but it was all Candy had.

“I will treat her like my own daughter.”

Sean looked slowly at Ziegler, his tone serious.

“Mr. Lennon, I see.”

Ziegler nodded heavily. He understood Sean’s feeling.

He was catatonic for two years and was ridiculed and despised.

Candy, an innocent five or six–year–old child, was like a ray of light in Sean’s dark life.

It was incredibly touching.

“You have one more thing to do for me later.”

Sean pondered for two seconds before taking a bank card out of his pocket.

Then he gave Ziegler some orders.

“Okay, Mr. Lennon. I’ll take care of it.”

Ziegler immediately nodded and replied after hearing it.

At this time.

In the lounge at Candy’s kindergarten.

Many children were running around and playing with toys.

Some parents followed closely, carrying their children’s backpacks.

They followed them every step, scared that their children would hurt themselves.

Candy wore a pink dress and a pair of red leather shoes with bows on her feet.

She wore two braids, looking as adorable as a doll.

Her delicate little face was like a porcelain doll–smooth, fair, and flawless.

Candy stood next to Leah and looked at the children around them, all accompanied by their parents.

Disappointment appeared in her young eyes.

She was young and did not know much. However, she could see that other children were accompanied

by both parents, while Leah had always been the only one by her side.

Even if she was young, she made comparisons in her heart.novelbin

“Candy, are you upset?”

Leah crouched down gently, her hands touching Candy’s tiny face.

“Mom, I’m not upset. I’m happy.”

Candy immediately smiled and obediently said to Leah with a smile.

The more she did it, the more Leah felt sad.

“Mom, is Uncle Sean not coming?

“He promised me he’d come.”

Candy asked gingerly as she reached up and tugged at her skirt.

Leah paused a little before forcing a smile and saying,

“Your Uncle Sean is… is a little busy…”

She wanted to call Sean to come today.

However, she realized she should not bother Sean.

Sean promised Candy he would be here for the parent–teacher meeting.

However, who would take a promise to a child seriously?

“Alright…”

Disappointment flashed across Candy’s eyes again as she lowered her head slightly.

“Candy, where’s your dad?”

Just then, a five or six–year–old boy ran up to Candy and asked.

“My… dad’s busy today…”

Candy immediately looked up with a hint of stubbornness on her little face.

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