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.

you scratch it, you won’t be able

young man

to point at himself

f*cking afford it? Did you

he had suddenly realized that he… indeed

“Let him speak.”

waved his hand, signaling for the young

“Yes, boss.”

man quickly nodded and

cheapest bikes, how dare you to pretend like

you’re poor, just act like one. What’s the use of you showing off with the car you’ve

who had just snapped out of her

can brag as

having the desire to explain

“You!”

got even angrier when

Are you admitting that

think it’ll take up Willow’s one month’s

so good at parasitizing

insulted Sean, his face

could not afford a

Bentley Bentyaga, even if it was a Rolls Royce, he, Simon Quinn would be

buying it the

“Sean bought this car.”

lip, then she chimed in

to explain, but she

“What?”

around and stared

he burst out in

Bentley Bentyaga?

plodding along that broken wheelchair like you, how would and how could you even

could afford this car, I’ll spell my name

Simon was confident.

and scoffed. “I’ll even