Summon Of The Sword novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Fion immediately froze and slowly turned to look at Sean.

“Are you being silly again? What nonsense are you talking about?

“Do you know how much that car is worth? Do you know how many wheelchairs that one wheel can buy you?

“Sean, I’m telling you straight! “You can never drive a car like that! “So forget about going after something you’re unworthy of.” Fion said with her lips curled in disdain a s she folded her arms. i Clank.

Sean did not bother to speak. He slowly reached for the car key on the desk before putting them back on the desk again.

Everything was understood without uttering a word. Fion’s eyes drifted to the car key. A black horse with a yellow background. The unique Ferrari logo was instantly visible. Fion instantly froze. ‘Did Sean actually take out the car key?’

‘Is that multimillion-dollar Ferrari out front really his?’

Fion’s heart rate increased, and her mouth moved again and again.

‘What’s going on here?’

‘Could Sean really afford a multimillion-dollar car like that?’

‘Did… did he save up a lot of money in private?’

‘What if he has some scary background?’ Countless ideas ran through Fion’s mind. “I want you to change.

“I can put everything behind me for Willow’s sake.

“Just give me some time, and I’ll give whatever Willow and you want.”

Sean slowly looked up at Fion and spoke sternly. He was willing to speak so much for Willow. “You… You…”

Fion was dumbstruck.

She was shocked to see Sean pull out the car key to the Ferrari and hear Sean say that.

You could say that she had mixed feelings. “Willow, come out.” Moments later, Fion turned and walked

out.

Willow glanced at Sean but kept up with Fion anyway.

Sean sat in his room, looked at the time, and prepared to continue applying acupuncture on his legs.

Living room.

“Tell me the truth. Where did you get that car?”

Fion asked Willow after being silent for nearly half a minute.

“It’s Sean’s car.” Willow replied without hesitation. “Impossible! “How could he afford that car?

“I’m not joking, but could he afford the petrol?”