Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 23

All the neighbors knew that Willow's family worked at River City's Quinn Corporation.

However, few people knew that Willow and her family were members of the Quinn family.

Old Madam Quinn said she did not want to be embarrassed.

Therefore, she dissociated herself from them.

Suddenly, a woman asked with a sneer.

"Oh yes, Willow. The young man who often visits you drives a nice car whenever he comes. It can't be his, can it?"

Everyone knew that Willow was engaged to a vegetable.

However, Quill came over almost every day.

Gossip was inevitable around here.

"Not really."

Willow knew these people were just trying to make fun of her, so she did not want to stay.

"You should be careful if it's not."

"With such an amazing car parked in front of your house, you probably can't afford to pay if you scratch it."

"Maybe you'll involve us in this if you don't admit your mistakes."

The crowd sneered with a teasing note in their voices.

"It's a mere Ferrari. So what if you smash it?"

A calm voice rang, and everyone instantly shut up.

Ferrari!

Mere?

The word "mere" was the keyword!

Swoosh!

Everyone turned their heads around and looked in the direction of the voice.

Sean looked indifferent as he propelled his wheelchair slowly out of the yard door.

"The veg... I heard Fion say the vegetable is no longer braindead while we played poker yesterday. Is it true?"

"Is he not a vegetable? A multimillion-dollar Ferrari is only a mere thing to him. If he's not a vegetable, who is?"

"Bro, you're frigging awesome for using the word 'mere'!"

"What's the matter? Can you afford it?"

After everyone came to themselves, they all looked at Sean, feeling a little speechless.

'Who the hell are you?'

'A freeloading, wheelchair-bound vegetable who doesn't even care about a Ferrari.'

Sean glanced indifferently at the crowd before slowly withdrawing his gaze.

The tiger disdained company with pests even when it had fallen.

Dragons did not dwell with snakes.

"Watch out, veg. Your wheelchair better not touch this luxury car."

"Yeah, you'll probably need at least two thousand dollars to get away with scratching a car like that with your nails."

The crowd sneered as Sean propelled his wheelchair closer and closer to the car.