The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 97

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

thought about all these, the

“Woosh!”

beeline before Sean, a courteous smile plastered

where do I find the courage for

a misunderstanding,

so tightly it dangled

his pride did

before Hayden Luke, where does

understood the focal point of the entire matter was Sean

don’t need us to

cocked his eyebrows and

no, no,

frowned, an unexplainable

not… Mr. Larson loan me some money

flashed across his face as he

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid you’ve

the two million that WE are

me, you can

hands and looked pointedly at

“Ahh…”

she was dreaming. She could not even

to attend my school

decided to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and as a

all the medical fees and trauma

do you

his hands together as

do you think,

the

“This, this…”

was still so overwhelmed she could not even make

experienced anything

onwards, I will be absorbing

guarantee that there will no longer be

I will

businessman that had been in the game for decades, making

hear, there he would

bank card and handed it

Sean.

Sean was quiet.

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