The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 91

“Mom, why won’t you ask Uncle Lennon to help us?

“My teacher also told me to get Uncle Lennon to apologize…”

Candy asked in confusion as she raised her little face.

“Because…”

Leah froze slightly.

Last time, Sean did temporarily scare Mr. Lowe’s family with force.

However, how could you solve things with your fists in this society?

Mr. Lowe had a lot of connections.

Mr. Lowe could have just sent a couple of his people to take care of Sean.

Therefore, instead of bothering Sean, Leah decided to take matters into her own hands.

“Because even Uncle Lennon couldn’t beat the person this time.”

Leah shook her head slightly as she muttered to herself.

Candy curled her lip and said, “I think Uncle Lennon is the best!”

“Alright, let’s not bother Uncle Lennon.

“Uncle Lennon might be leaving soon, and he has no obligation to help us.”

Leah’s eyes dimmed a little as she spoke.

“Where’s Uncle Lennon going?”

Candy asked nervously as she tugged at the straps of her bag over her shoulder.

Leah was silent for a few seconds. Then she stroked Candy’s head and said nothing more.

Leah had also known that Quill had booked a hotel to propose to Willow.

Old Madam Quinn was very supportive

Madam Quinn would try every

Where would Sean go?

isn’t this Candy’s

if

Leed seemed amused, and her

as she held onto her dress with her tiny

been giving Candy a hard

don’t be afraid. If we’re facing trouble, we’ll just

afraid and don’t

tiny hand and stepped into

and two other middle–aged men were

also looked at Leah in

step back when she saw what was going on in the

while the tattoos

looked like

not

“Haha…”

cripple? Is he scared to come

that I told him to

indifferently as he glanced

talk it

gathered her

Let’s talk

Mr. Tomme. What do you

snorted coldly and turned to

a chair as he looked at Leah and said, “Let me introduce myself. I’m Jack Tomme, chairman of

company owns

a little faster at

also important in River

family would not help Candy and her mother, but there was no way they

the expression on Leah’s face

invited Jack here on purpose. Jack had direct

also wanted Leah to realize one

Lowe’s bodyguard, but would she dare let him lay

dared not lay a finger in him even if Jack had washed his face

and power ruled

Mr. Lowe was confident.