Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 890

He wanted to acquire at least 50 companies at the same time.

Sean would have dug deep roots in River City by then.

Even if Blaze had tracked Sean down, he would not dare to lay a hand on Sean.

Willow and Leah were discussing something in the villa.

Sean had already told them he was going to set up a cosmetics company for them to take care of.

The cosmetics company would be a subsidiary of Lennon Group.

After all, they were both bored at home doing nothing.

When Sean came in, he heard them discussing names.

Fion was there too.

"Sean, you're back?"

Seeing Sean come back, Willow and the rest gathered around him.

Willow took the car keys from Sean while Leah took the briefcase.

Fion even brought a pair of slippers to Sean.

"Well..."

Sean was instantly dumbfounded.

Willow had taken care of him for a long time, so Sean was used to it.

However, Leah and Fion's obsequiousness made Sean uncomfortable.

"Aunt Fion, leave them there. I'll do it myself."

Sean waved his hand, but Fion still blushed and insisted on putting the slippers in front of Sean.

"Sean, put them on. It's okay."

Willow urged, and Sean put on the slippers.

He guessed Fion must have wanted to ask him for help.

Therefore, Sean sat on the couch in the living room after entering the villa.

"Have you picked out a name? Do you need help?"

Sean picked up a piece of paper full of names on the table.

They seemed to be putting more effort into naming the company than their own child.

'It's our women's business, so don't you worry about it!

"By the way, Sean, let me tell you something.

"I'm accompanying my mother to her old school reunion tonight."

Willow said softly as she took the paper from Sean.

"Go ahead. Is there anything you need?"

Sean nodded. It was their freedom.

"Well, are you free?"

Willow was silent for two seconds before asking quietly.

Fion immediately turned around and looked expectantly at Sean.

"No."

Sean refused her without even thinking twice.

He did not want to waste his time on such meaningless social interactions.

"I see..."

Willow withdrew her gaze in disappointment.

Those who could afford this place were either rich or noble.

You could tell from the rows of luxury cars parked out front.

A large private room with upscale decoration could accommodate 30 or 50 people at the same time.

It had huge dining tables, with people sitting across from each other a few meters apart.

The VIP private room cost at least six figures.

Adjacent to the window, you could see the night scene outside.

Willow and Fion were in the private room.

Dozens of people were sitting in the private room.

There were men and women, middle-aged people like Fion, and young people like Willow.

However, Fion and Willow were sitting in the corner.

Everyone around them was so absorbed in their conversation that they seemed to have become outsiders.

The young men kept watching Willow.

Some could not help looking even if their girlfriend was beside them.

After all, Willow had impeccable looks.

Fion smiled, looking embarrassed.

Sean promised to come, but he had not arrived, making Fion feel unconfident.

"Mom, no wonder Sean doesn't want to come.

"These reunions are boring."

Willow whispered in Fion's ear.