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.

you scratch it, you won’t be able to pay for

young man

point

you claim

he had suddenly realized that he… indeed could not

“Let him speak.”

signaling for the young

“Yes, boss.”

quickly nodded and stepped

the cheapest bikes, how dare you to pretend like you’re something

you’re poor, just act like one. What’s the use of you showing off with

of her daze walked up and spoke coldly

can brag

even having the desire to

“You!”

angrier

admitting that this car is

day, I think

good at parasitizing from

face was filled

could not afford

Bentyaga, even if it was a Rolls Royce, he, Simon

buying it the

“Sean bought this car.”

bit her lip, then she

bother to explain,

“What?”

around and stared at

he burst out

A Bentley Bentyaga?

plodding along that broken wheelchair like you, how would and how could you even afford

could afford this car, I’ll spell my name

Simon was confident.

hugged her arms and scoffed.