She could only feel a cold sweat breaking out on her back.

Sean's aura was so overwhelming!

"Kill me? How are you going to do that?

"Come on. I'll stand right here. Get up and kill me!"

The woman put one hand on her waist and sneered after glancing at the wheelchair.

"Mr. Lennon, are you home?"

Just then, a sound came from outside.

Homer then walked into Quinn Residence.

"Eh? Mr. Larson?

"Mr. Larson, what... what are you doing here?"

The woman asked nervously when she saw Homer.

Homer owned a lot of shares in the housekeeping company she worked for. He was her boss!

Homer waved his hand slightly and asked, "What's this?"

"Mr. Larson, I'm just asking this vegetable to help me with some laundry. It's alright that he won't help me. He even said he's gonna kill me.

"Don't you think this man is a lunatic?"

The woman immediately glanced at Sean and said as she curled her lip slightly.

"You asked him to do the laundry?"

Homer asked with shock as his eyes widened at that.

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