Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 132

Last night.

The car dealership's staff, who had already got off work, received a phone call from their boss.

All staff had to go on duty, cleaning the entire car dealership and making sure all demo cars were spotless.

It was for no other reason than someone ordering a full-spec Bentley Bentayga.

The official price was set at 3.98 million dollars!

It might not be much.

After all, there were not many people who could afford Bentleys in River City, but there were still a few.

More importantly, it was said that Mr. Lennon was quite extraordinary.

They must not mistreat him.

So, every staff knew that Mr. Lennon was coming today.

What they did not realize was that Mr. Lennon was a cripple in a wheelchair.

Even if Sean was a cripple, no one dared belittle him.

Even if Sean was a cripple, he could afford a Bentley Bentayga—so he was an unusual cripple!

"Mr. Lennon, ladies, please come in!"

The beautiful consultant immediately bowed slightly and greeted them.

She was quite respectful.

"Welcome, Mr. Lennon!"

Sean was greeted by dozens of sales consultants—men and women, standing in two rows.

Sean maintained the same expression.

Willow and Fion were confused. It was as if they had had too much to drink.

"Golly..."

Fion was amazed.

She had never seen anything like this.

All the staff of a fancy car dealership like Bentley's bowed to welcome them.

It was also to greet Sean the cripple.

Was that not strange?

Fion was in disbelief, but even Willow felt like she was dreaming.

It felt very unbelievable.

However, it was also unreal...

"Mr. Lennon, this way, please."

The beautiful counselor bowed and respectfully reached her hand out to lead the way.

Willow dumbfoundedly wheeled Sean and followed in silence.

Fion's expression alternated between surprise and pride, and there were occasionally doubt in her eyes.

The Bentley car dealership was lavishly decorated, bright, and spotless.

Then there were those luxury cars that cost millions and millions of dollars. The car paint was shone beautifully under the spotlight.

All this made Fion, a proud person, feel a little inferior.

However, she then realized that the staff at the luxurious place were being polite to them!

'What do I have to feel inferior for?'

Fion felt as sweet as she had eaten honey at the thought of it.

Her face looked happy too.