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 be able to pay

man

point at himself and roared

Did you claim that I cannot afford

after his roaring, he had suddenly realized that he…

“Let him speak.”

waved his hand, signaling for the young man to step

“Yes, boss.”

young man quickly nodded and stepped

cheapest bikes, how dare you to

the use of you showing off with the car you’ve

had just snapped out of her daze

can brag

even having the desire to

“You!”

angrier

you admitting that this

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

you! You’re so good at parasitizing

face was filled with

could not afford a car

was a Rolls Royce, he, Simon Quinn would be able to afford

buying

“Sean bought this car.”

her lip, then

did not bother to explain,

“What?”

his head around and stared

burst out

Bentley Bentyaga?

worthy of plodding along that broken wheelchair like

afford this car, I’ll spell my

Simon was confident.

her arms and scoffed. “I’ll even call him