Chapter 223
Summon Of The Sword
Herbert felt a different kind of perversion and joy as he llought about it.
âAlright! Letâs go together. The added expenses for one more person to join us isnât a big deal.â
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.
âHey, no...
âBrother, these three cars really donât have any empty seats anymore.
âLook, theyâre all full. How about you take a taxi?â 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.
âSean will sit next to me. We can just squeeze.â
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 everyoneâs good mood.
âOops, the overloading investigation is getting serious now.â
âAlthough Brother Herbert has great connections in River City, thereâs no need to trouble others over this sort of thing, right?â
âYes, thatâs right. He can just take the bus and itâs a oneâway ticket straight to the entertainment club.
Itâs not like heâs not allowed to come.â
The few people around Herbert spoke sarcastically.
âWhat are you talking about? How can you let Brother Sean take the bus?â
Herbert immediately scolded them before Willow could speak.
Everyone shut their mouths immediately and looked at Herbert, a little confused.
âBrother Sean, donât listen to their nonsense! i definitely wonât let you take the bus today.â .
âCome, Iâll call and pay for a taxi sor you.â
Herbert solemnly took out a oneâhundredâdollar bill from his wallet and threw it on Seanâs lap.
âPfff!â
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.
âI donât need a taxi. I have a car,â Sean said saintly. He waved and the oneâhundredâdollar bill blew to the ground.
âBrother, I donât think you can sit in a car with your wheelchair, can you?â 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!
âBoss, traffic is a bit heavy today.
âIâm two minutes late, sorry.â
Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
Everyone was taken aback and looked behind.
After seeing the scene behind them clearly, many peopleâs 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.
âThank you for your kindness, but my car is here. Willow, letâs go.â
Sean turned his wheelchair without even looking at Herbert and the others