Summon of The Sword novel 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 where 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.

“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 her is.

“Damn it! I think he hasn’t really seen the world before. He knows that we hate seeing him but he still wants to join us.”

Herbert let out a cold snort and stepped into the car afterward.

The three cars immediately set off. Herbert took the lead and drove toward the predetermined place.

Only Lexie rolled down the window and shouted at Willow.

The Bentley also immediately started up and followed behind the three cars.

Inside the car.

The driver in front drew up the privacy curtain between the front and backseats and drove the car intently.

Sean and Willow were sitting in the backseat.

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

The two seats in the back were leather sofas. The space between the seats and the armrest locker was also covered in a layer of premium cushioning.

Iced drinks could be taken at any time from the onboard mini-fridge.

It was simply a pure pleasure to sit in this kind of luxury car.

Willow could not help but sigh every time she sat in it.

“No wonder people say that girls would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle...

“Perhaps this is the reason,” Willow touched the leather sofa seat and whispered softly.

“Then why didn’t you choose Quill's BMW over choosing to stay with a cripple in a wheelchair for two years?”

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

Willow took it in a daze, paused, and replied, “I just want to be responsible...

“Well, let's not talk about that. I just want to know why you chose to follow the others even though you know that Herbert and the others dislike you.”