The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 153

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 won’t

man spoke

extended his hand to point at

Did you claim that I cannot afford it?

roaring, he had suddenly realized

“Let him speak.”

waved his hand, signaling for the

“Yes, boss.”

nodded

are only worth the cheapest bikes,

the use of you showing off with

of her daze walked up and spoke

brag as

nonchalantly, not even having the desire to explain

“You!”

got even angrier

admitting that

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

You’re so good

his face

could not afford

Bentyaga, even if it was a Rolls Royce, he, Simon Quinn would be able to afford its rental as

renting and buying

“Sean bought this car.”

then she chimed in

did not bother to explain,

“What?”

his head around and stared at

he burst

A Bentley Bentyaga?

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

this car, I’ll spell

Simon was confident.

and scoffed. “I’ll even call

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