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

Ltd. would cease to

about all these, the horror in

“Woosh!”

immediately made a beeline before Sean, a courteous

the courage for me to ask you for an

all a misunderstanding, just a pure

so tightly it dangled on the

his pride did

Luke, where does

point of the entire matter was Sean

don’t need us

cocked his eyebrows and asked

no, no,

frowned, an unexplainable

Mr. Larson loan

across his face as

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid you’ve

is the two million that

don’t believe me, you can certainly ask this

his hands

“Ahh…”

was dreaming. She could not even utter

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

have decided to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and as

and trauma that might have

you think,

his hands together as

you

was in the wheelchair

“This, this…”

was still so overwhelmed she could not even

when had she experienced anything like

from now onwards, I will be absorbing all expenses of your child’s

will no longer be any recurrence of anything

a ‘next time‘, I will gladly

been in the game

wanted to hear, there he would

card and handed

Sean.

Sean was quiet.