The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 153

At that moment.

In this extremely luxurious Bentley Bentyaga, Sean Lennon was seated in the back seat, with his arms casually draped at the side.

The interior of the car was glorious and plush and it had colored Sean as someone noble beyond words.

He was seated inside the car and was looking straight at Willow Quinn.

Willow’s heart constricted. This was indeed her car.

She had not expected Sean to find himself a driver.

Faye Quinn, on the other hand, was dumbfounded.

Simon Quinn had his eye bulging out of his head as he stared agape.

The last time he saw Sean, he was driving a Ferrari. Now, he had changed his car into the luxurious limited edition Bentley Bentyaga?

Putting the Ferrari aside, this limited edition Bentley Bentyaga was so rare there should be about ten or less of them in River City itself, right?

Where did Sean Lennon get this car from?

“Come on, Willow, get in. I’ll bring you somewhere.”

Sean peeked at Faye and Simon and retracted his gaze.

He was unfazed like he was looking at some ants.

It was Sean’s attitude that had angered Faye and Simon.

“Sean Lennon! What the f*ck are you pretending to be?”

Simon stepped up and yanked the car door.

“Smack!”

Sean’s driver forcefully pushed Simon’s hand away.

won’t be able to pay

man

point at

afford it? Did you claim

after his roaring, he had suddenly realized that he… indeed could not

“Let him speak.”

his hand, signaling for the

“Yes, boss.”

quickly nodded and stepped

bikes, how dare you to pretend like you’re something before

one. What’s the use of you showing off with the car

snapped out of her daze walked up and

brag as

replied nonchalantly, not even having the desire

“You!”

angrier when she heard

Are you admitting that this

it for a day, I think it’ll take up Willow’s one month’s worth of

good at parasitizing

his face was

afford a car

it was a Rolls Royce, he, Simon

buying it the

“Sean bought this car.”

her lip, then she chimed

did not bother to

“What?”

his head around and stared at

burst out

Bentyaga?

only worthy of plodding along that broken wheelchair like you, how would and

could afford this car, I’ll spell my name

Simon was confident.

scoffed. “I’ll even