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 to

all these, the horror

“Woosh!”

made a beeline before Sean, a courteous

Lennon, where do I find the courage for me to ask

is all a misunderstanding, just a

heart was strung so tightly it dangled on the base of

before Homer Larson, his pride did not allow him

Luke, where does his

understood the focal point of

don’t need

his eyebrows and asked

no, no, absolutely

unexplainable expression framed his

not… Mr. Larson loan me some

mockery flashed across his face as he

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid

the

don’t believe me, you can certainly ask

his hands and looked

“Ahh…”

she was dreaming. She could not even

see, Mr. Lennon, for your kid to attend my school

Mr. Lennon personally and as a

fees and trauma that

you think,

hands together

you think,

who was in the wheelchair asked

“This, this…”

so overwhelmed she could not

had she experienced anything like

be absorbing all expenses

there will no longer be any

‘next time‘, I will gladly

had been

there he would be

a bank card and handed it over

Sean.

Sean was quiet.

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