The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 1996

Sean said to Cheryl.

Cheryl realized she had misunderstood and quickly corrected herself. "I'm sorry.
I've let my imagination run wild, n

"It's fine..."

Lyla quickly shook her head before peeking at Sean while blushing.

The meal ended in an awkward and weird atmosphere.

Zander stayed at the hotel while Sean drove Lyla to her college.

Lyla worked as a hostess in White Rose Nightclub every night and usually
worked until around midnight before returning to her college.

However, she followed Sean to East World Hotel last night. It was past 7 p.m.
after breakfast. She might not make it in time for the first class, so Sean planned
to send her to her college.

Sitting in the Maserati, Lyla, feeling good after last night, looked around and
touched all over like a country bumpkin experiencing something new.

"Is this the legendary Maserati? Amazing!"

Lyla said excitedly.

"What do you mean by a legendary Maserati?" Sean glanced speechlessly at
Lyla, but Lyla was still excited.

Her eyes moved before saying, "Sean, will you send me to the entrance?"
Sean planned to send Lyla to the vicinity of her college.

After all, there was usually heavy traffic at college entrances. He would easily get
stuck in a traffic jam.

"Why do I have to send you to the college entrance?"

Sean asked in reply.

Lyla chuckled and said, "l want my classmates to see that I came to school in
such a luxurious car!"

"Cut it out.”

Sean glared at Lyla.

They were now near the college.

Just then, a man suddenly crossed the road in front of them.

Sean quickly hit the brakes, and Maserati's powerful brake immediately brought
the car to a stop.

The front of the car was currently at least two or three meters away from the
man.

"You scared me..."

Lyla patted her chest.

However, they did not expect the man to run two steps forward, slam on the
engine hood, and lay in front of the car.

"My legs... My waist... You hit me... Compensate me..."

The man lay on the ground, crying in pain and shouting for compensation. It
immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers.

Sean got down from the car with a grim expression. He looked at the man laying
before him and suddenly found him familiar.

However, he could not recall where he had met him after careful consideration.
"Who are you?"

Sean asked.

"Forget who I am. You hit me with your car... Compensate me... You're not
leaving today until you pay 80 thousand..."

Sean took out his wallet and took out a bank card.

"Forget about 80 thousand. This card has 800 thousand dollars, and the
password is the last six digits of the card number."

With that said, Sean handed the bank card to the man.

The man was overjoyed and hastened to reach for it.

However, just as he was about to touch the bank card, Sean lifted it higher.
The man immediately sat up from the floor to reach for the bank card, but Sean
continued to raise his hand. Then the man stood up.

"Aren't you alright?"

Sean said, putting his bank card back into his wallet and his wallet back into his
pants pocket.

The man immediately realized that Sean had fooled him.