The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 225

At this time, no one said anything more.

Did this car really belong to Sean and Willow?

Was that not too unrealistic?

“Maybe... Maybe they rented it,” Demi said with a cold snort and a jealous expression.

She won the approval of many people when she said this.

“Yes! It must be rented.”

“That makes sense. It‘s not like we don‘t know how Campus Belle Quinn has been doing over the past two years. How can she afford a Bentley?”

“I‘ve seen a lot of similar situations whiere people rent luxury items to pretend like they are rich.”

Everyone‘s opinions turned out to be surprisingly unanimous.

They always felt like what they could not afford could not be bought by others as well.

In their eyes, people with disabilities like Sean definitely could not afford the car. 1

“Forget it. After all, people with physical disabilities have bigger egos.”

“If he wants to pretend, just let him.”

“Whether he has any money or not, he knows the truth better than anyone.”

When Herbert heard the people‘s words, he let out a cold snort with a very disdainful expression.

‘If this cripple Sean can afford a Bentley Bentayga, then I can afford a customized version of Rolls–Royce!‘ Herbert thought to himself.

“Brother Herbert, don‘t be angry. We still have plenty of time to see what he‘s trying to do.

“Since we‘re here in our friend‘s territory, isn‘t it easy to make fun of a cripple?” Jay followed behind Herbert and asked with an insidious smile.

“Hmph! Today I must make sure Willow knows how useless the man next to lier is.

it! I think he hasn‘t really seen the world before. He knows

a cold snort

took the lead and drove toward

rolled down the window

Bentley also immediately started up and followed behind the three

Inside the car.

driver in front drew up the privacy curtain between the front and backseats and drove

Willow were sitting in the

of this Bentley Bentayga was

between the seats and the armrest locker was also covered in a

at any time from

was simply a pure pleasure to sit in this

could not help but sigh

would rather cry in a BMW than laugh

the reason,” Willow touched the

Quill‘s BMW over choosing to stay with a cripple in a wheelchair for two

carefully unscrewed

took it in a daze, paused, and replied, “I just want

that. I just want to know why you chose to follow the

Willow could not understand.

I want

and replied with the words Willow

“You...”

was stunned still when

want to be responsible for me, then I’ll

the future, every party

their attitude, I‘ll

Willow and he spoke in a sonorous

“Why?”

was shocked

want me to be a coward and try to escape, or do you want me to stand

Willow’s question but asked

moved slightly, but she did

were asking, they would all wishi for someone to protect