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.

scratch it, you won’t

man

extended his hand to point at himself

afford it? Did you claim that I cannot afford

after his roaring, he had suddenly realized that he… indeed could

“Let him speak.”

hand, signaling for the

“Yes, boss.”

man quickly nodded and

the cheapest bikes, how dare you to pretend like you’re

What’s the use of you showing off with the

who had just snapped out of her daze walked up and spoke

brag as

even having the

“You!”

even angrier when she heard

that this car

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

good at parasitizing from

Sean, his face was

could not afford a car

Rolls Royce, he, Simon Quinn would be able to afford its

and buying it the

“Sean bought this car.”

lip, then she chimed in

not bother to

“What?”

his head around and

burst out

A Bentley Bentyaga? Sean

like him, someone who was only worthy of plodding along that broken wheelchair like you, how would and

this car, I’ll spell my name

Simon was confident.

and scoffed.