Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 466

Quill and his father, along with nearly a hundred River City socialites they invited were standing on the square outside the hotel.

There were also some of River City's news media and citizens who came to watch.

Including the Quinn family, there were hundreds of people there.

Now, they were looking up at the crystal revolving rooftop high above.

Although they could not make out the face of the man on the rooftop, they could see that the confession ceremony seemed to have begun.

They could tell it was Willow was the girl in the simple clothing!

However, who was the person confessing to Willow? Should it not be Quill?

Quill was still standing down here, blocked out of the hotel!

No one could understand what was going on.

Simon took out his cell phone, turned on the camera zoom function, and adjusted it to the maximum zoom as a makeshift telescope.

He was able to see more clearly that way.

"Grandma, why do I think that man looks... looks like Sean?"

Simon's eyes widened, and he could not help muttering.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Faye glared at Simon before leaning in to watch.

The image on the phone, set to maximum focus, was a bit blurry, but you could make out that the person confessing to Willow looked like he was sitting in a chair.

The man who confessed to Willow was in a wheelchair!

Other than Sean, who was in a wheelchair, they could not think of anyone who could have gotten Willow to accept the confession and not reject it out of hand.

"Is...

"Is... is... is this real?"

The Quinn family were all wide-eyed and mumbling in a daze.

They would rather believe that the sun would rise in the west than Sean's ability to steal the hotel from Quill and prepare such a sensational confession for Willow.

"I still don't think that's possible. It should be someone else."

Faye frowned in silence for a few seconds before clenching her teeth and reasoning. She would not believe it for the life of her.

The Quinn family looked at each other without speaking. They were not sure what was going on either.

An ordinary black car in the distance.

Harry drove while Zander sat in the back seat, looking out the window at the top of the hotel.

The military-grade special binoculars in his hands ensured he had a clear view of the rooftop.

He could see Sean confessing his love to Willow.

"The commander really cares about Willow."