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

Jack thought about all these, the horror

“Woosh!”

a beeline before Sean, a courteous

the courage for me

is all a misunderstanding, just a pure

strung so tightly it dangled on

pride did not allow him

where does his

also clearly understood the focal point of

don’t need us

eyebrows and

no,

frowned, an unexplainable expression framed his

loan me some money

mockery flashed across his face

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

Mr. Lennon,

talked about before is the two million that WE are

you don’t believe me, you can certainly

his hands

“Ahh…”

felt like she was dreaming. She could not even utter a single

to attend my school and

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

for all the medical fees and trauma that might have occurred to

do you think,

together

you

was in the wheelchair asked

“This, this…”

still so overwhelmed she could not even make

experienced anything like this

now onwards, I will be absorbing

no longer be

‘next time‘, I will gladly accept death

veteran businessman that had been in

hear, there he would be telling it

he took out a bank card and

Sean.

Sean was quiet.