The Guardian's Sword

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.

won’t be

young man spoke

hand to point at himself and

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

realized that he… indeed could not

“Let him speak.”

hand, signaling for the young man to

“Yes, boss.”

nodded and

bikes, how dare you to pretend

use of you showing off with the car

just snapped out of her daze walked up

brag

not even having the

“You!”

angrier when she heard

Are you admitting that this car

day, I think it’ll

you! You’re so good at parasitizing from a

face was filled with

could not afford a car

even a Bentley Bentyaga, even if it was a Rolls Royce,

buying it

“Sean bought this car.”

lip, then she

bother to explain, but she had

“What?”

around

burst out in

Bentyaga? Sean

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

really could afford this car, I’ll spell

Simon was confident.

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

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