The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 97

Done for, he’s completely done for this time around!

When Homer Larson showed up, Mr. Lowe thought that he was beaten in his own game.

However, when Hayden Luke showed up personally just for Sean Lennon, it was only then he understood that this game that he was beaten at was a whole different ball game in itself.

For Mr. Lowe to be brought and beaten in a totally different game, his loss was clearly a brutal scene.

As for Jack Tomme, all the arrogance and so–called pride he had prior to this had completely disappeared.

The only thing that was left in his heart, was overwhelming horror.

“This, this…”

Jack’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he tried to say something with nothing coming

out.

“Leah, what was it that they said they wanted?”

Sean Lennon turned to Leah Light and asked faintly.

“They wanted… Two million dollars of medical compensation fees, and for us to… Give them a public apology…”

Leah bit her lip as she answered truthfully.

“Mmm.”

Sean nodded affirmatively. His hands crossed on his lap as he said nothing else.

At that very moment, Homer and Hayden frowned as they looked over to Jack.

Did they want Sean to apologize to them publicly?

Does this Jack Tomme think he’s done with living?!

When Jack saw the look in both their eyes, there was a ringing that started in his head.

Larson Pharmaceuticals‘ business oppression together with Hayden Luke’s influence in the political world…

If they were to join forces…

”

Spark

cease to

thought about all these, the horror in his heart

“Woosh!”

Sean, a courteous smile

courage for me to ask

a misunderstanding, just a pure

it dangled on the

before Homer Larson, his pride did not allow him to

where does his pride

the focal point of the entire matter

don’t need

his eyebrows and

no,

frowned, an unexplainable expression

loan

glimpse of mockery flashed across his face as

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, Mr. Lennon,

before is the two million that WE are gonna

can certainly ask this lady

waved his hands

“Ahh…”

she was dreaming. She could not even utter a single

to attend my school and we’ve not been taking good care of her…

I, Jack Tomme have decided to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally

the medical fees and trauma that might have occurred to

you

together as

do you

the wheelchair

“This, this…”

still so overwhelmed she could not even make

experienced anything like this

I will be absorbing

guarantee that there will no longer

‘next time‘, I will gladly accept death

veteran businessman that had been in the game for decades, making him a well–versed

hear, there he

Jack spoke, he took out a bank card and handed it over with both

Sean.

Sean was quiet.