The Guardian's Sword

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.

won’t be able to

man

hand to point

can’t f*cking afford it? Did you claim that I

suddenly realized that he… indeed could

“Let him speak.”

hand, signaling for the young man to step

“Yes, boss.”

quickly nodded and

cheapest bikes, how dare you

one. What’s the use

her

can brag

even having the desire to

“You!”

got even angrier

admitting that this car

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

you! You’re so good at

face was filled

afford

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

renting and buying

“Sean bought this car.”

her lip, then

not bother to explain, but she

“What?”

turned his head around and stared

burst out

Bentley Bentyaga? Sean

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

could afford this car, I’ll

Simon was confident.

arms and scoffed. “I’ll even