The Guardian's Sword

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. 

I think he hasn‘t really seen the world before. He knows that we late seeing

cold snort and stepped

cars immediately set off. Herbert took the lead and drove toward

down the window and

up and followed behind

Inside the car. 

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

Willow were sitting

this Bentley Bentayga was very different from that of ordinary cars.

the seats and

drinks could be taken at any time from the

a pure pleasure to sit

but sigh every time she sat

wonder people say that girls would rather cry in a

the leather sofa seat and

why didn‘t you choose Quill‘s BMW over choosing to stay with a cripple in a wheelchair for

took a drink bottle for Willow. He carefully unscrewed the bottle cap and gently handed

daze, paused, and replied, “I just

know why you chose to follow the others even

not

want to

head and replied with the

“You...” 

still when she

you want to be responsible for me, then I’ll be responsible for you from now

today, but in the future, every party you attend and

I‘ll

looked at Willow and he spoke in a sonorous and

“Why?” 

shocked and instinctively

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

question but asked

slightly, but

matter what girl you were asking, they would