Summon Of The Sword

Chapter 2407

Zander and the rest left.

They left as quickly as they came.

Only Simpson, who was badly beaten up, and Molly, crying on top of him, were left behind.

The Lamborghini manager was not an idiot. He immediately went up to Sean.

"Hello, Mr. Lennon. I'm Lamborghini booth's manager!

"If you two are interested in this Lamborghini Veneno, I can contact the owner immediately and ask him

if he is interested in selling it!"

The manager said humbly.

To be in this position, he was more discerning than most of the people present.

Although Zander and the rest did not do much just now, the presence they exuded was not what

average people would have.

Having the group of men as his subordinates, Sean's identity was probably more important than he

thought.

He was naturally reluctant to let go of such a mysterious and powerful customer.

"Sure, help me ask him whether he's willing to sell it. Money isn't a problem!"

Before Sean could speak, Willow spoke first. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

The manager did not move and only looked at Sean.

In his opinion, Sean made the decisions.

"Do as she says."

Sean said with a nod.

Hearing that, the manager turned around, found a corner, and made a phone call.

"You're dead!

"When Mr. Stallion wakes up, you'll be dead!”

When Zander and the rest had left, Molly stared darkly at Sean and Willow and yelled at the top of her

lungs.

Sean glanced at her, unbothered to talk to her.

Willow frowned and said coldly, "You'd better stop talking, or I don't mind asking them to come back

again!"

Hearing that, Molly was afraid to speak and only lay on Simpson's body, sobbing quietly.

Everyone around them was scared to help. Simpson was important, but the young man who asked his

subordinates to beat up Simpson was probably more powerful.

If Sean were weaker than Simpson, he would not have beaten Simpson up if he knew Simpson's

identity.

The manager soon trotted back to Sean.

"Mr. Lennon, I already spoke to Mr. Lake, and Mr. Lake said he'd come by himself!"

The manager looked more respectful as he whispered.

Sean raised his eyebrows, wondering, 'Mr. Lake? Which Mr. Lake? Curtis or Titus?'

"Alright, I'll wait here for him."

Sean said with a nod.

The manager immediately said, "Come with me. We have a VIP room, and you can rest there while

waiting for Mr. Lake!"

Sean and Willow then followed the manager to the Lamborghini booth's VIP room.

It was called a VIP room, but it was only a room with a few chairs and a coffee table.

It was makeshift and was right next to the booth.

"Sean, this car exhibition is too small. There aren't many choices.

"But forget it. This Lamborghini Veneno is worth over 70 million dollars and is worthy of your identity!"

Willow looked at Sean with joy in her beautiful eyes.

Sean nodded helplessly. He was not someone who was after such material comforts and did not think

there was a difference between a Hummer and a Lamborghini Veneno.

Even though Sean and Willow had left, the crowd around them did not disperse.

It was because Simpson had not left yet.