"Then where did Sean get the money?"

Fion looked back at Sean when she heard that.

"Don't tell me it's yours. I don't believe you."

Fion interrupted before Sean could speak.

"From the time you bought the cars and now this, you've probably spent... tens of millions of dollars!

"Even if you knew Mr. Larson of Larson Pharmaceuticals, there's no way he would lend you that much money.

"So where did the money come from?"

Fion gently placed the real estate purchasing agreement on the table with a questioning tone.

"It's indeed my own money."

Sean shook his head helplessly, not knowing how to explain it.

It was mainly because everyone's image of Sean was a penniless cripple.

Even though he had regained his senses, he was still a cripple.

He had no identity, connections, or background in River City.

How could someone like that be able to spend tens of millions of dollars casually?

Anyone would think the money was illegal.

"Tell me where you got the money?

"What exactly did you d