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

would cease to

about all these, the horror in

“Woosh!”

made a beeline before Sean, a courteous

the courage for me to ask you for

all a misunderstanding, just a pure

it dangled on the base of his

Larson, his pride did not allow him to back down

before Hayden Luke, where does his

the focal point of the

don’t need us to

cocked his eyebrows

no, no, absolutely no

frowned, an unexplainable expression framed

Mr. Larson loan me some

across his face as he asked

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, Mr.

we talked about before is the two million that WE are gonna compensate to Mr.

me, you can certainly ask this

his hands and

“Ahh…”

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

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

apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and as a token of

and trauma

you think,

rubbed his hands together as he asked

do you

in the wheelchair

“This, this…”

could not even make a

she experienced

now onwards, I will be absorbing all

there will no longer be any recurrence

‘next time‘, I will gladly accept death

was ultimately an experienced, veteran businessman that had been in the game for decades, making him

wanted to hear, there he

took out a bank card and handed it over with

Sean.

Sean was quiet.