The guardian's sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 223

Herbert felt a different kind of perversion and joy as he llought about it.

“Alright! Let‘s go together. The added expenses for one more person to join us isn‘t a big deal.” Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Herbert laughed and waved his hand as if he was a very generous man.

Herbert personally arranged seats for everyone, and they were soon ready to set off.

“Hey, no...

“Brother, these three cars really don‘t have any empty seats anymore.

“Look, they‘re all full. How about you take a taxi?” Herbert said to Sean as he pointed to the three cars

and shook the BMW car keys in his hand.

The three cars were indeed full at this time.

They were even fuller after Willow got in. There was no place for Sean at all.

“Sean will sit next to me. We can just squeeze.”

Willow frowned slightly. She could feel that these people were targeting Sean, and she really wanted to

take Sean away from them now.

However, it was inappropriate to spoil everyone‘s good mood.

“Oops, the overloading investigation is getting serious now.”

“Although Brother Herbert has great connections in River City, there‘s no need to trouble others over

this sort of thing, right?”

“Yes, that‘s right. He can just take the bus and it‘s a one–way ticket straight to the entertainment club.

It‘s not like he‘s not allowed to come.”

The few people around Herbert spoke sarcastically.

“What are you talking about? How can you let Brother Sean take the bus?”

Herbert immediately scolded them before Willow could speak.

Everyone shut their mouths immediately and looked at Herbert, a little confused.

“Brother Sean, don‘t listen to their nonsense! i definitely won‘t let you take the bus today.” .

“Come, I’ll call and pay for a taxi sor you.”

Herbert solemnly took out a one–hundred–dollar bill from his wallet and threw it on Sean‘s lap.

“Pfff!”

Everyone realized what was happening now, and they could not help but laugh.

Willow grew angrier when she saw that and immediately stepped forward to speak.

Beep beep!

At this moment, a horn from a car came from behind.

“I don‘t need a taxi. I have a car,” Sean said saintly. He waved and the one–hundred–dollar bill blew to

the ground.

“Brother, I don‘t think you can sit in a car with your wheelchair, can you?” Herbert asked as he frowned

slightly and looked at Sean.

The other young men and women also looked at Sean in mockery. Was he planning to go to the

entertainment club in a wheelchair?

That would make the people laugh out loud!

“Boss, traffic is a bit heavy today.

“I‘m two minutes late, sorry.”

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Everyone was taken aback and looked behind.

After seeing the scene behind them clearly, many people‘s eyes suddenly widened.

A shiny black Bentley Bentayga had just parked not far away.

The car door had been opened and a young man, who looked to be a driver from his pair of white

gloves, stood respectfully on the spot.

“Thank you for your kindness, but my car is here. Willow, let‘s go.”

Sean turned his wheelchair without even looking at Herbert and the others