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 exist

all these, the horror

“Woosh!”

before Sean,

do I find the courage for me to ask you

all a misunderstanding, just a

it dangled on the

was before Homer Larson, his pride did not

before Hayden Luke, where

understood the focal point of the entire matter was Sean

don’t need us

eyebrows

no, absolutely no

frowned, an unexplainable expression

loan me some money

mockery flashed across

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid

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

don’t believe me, you can certainly ask

his hands and looked

“Ahh…”

she was dreaming. She could not

my school and we’ve not been taking good care of

our bad, so I, Jack Tomme have decided to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and as a token of my

for all the medical fees and trauma

you think,

hands together

do you think,

was in the

“This, this…”

so overwhelmed she could not

had she experienced anything like this

be absorbing all expenses of your

no longer be any recurrence of anything like

a ‘next time‘, I will gladly accept death

had been in the game for decades, making him a well–versed

there he would be telling

a bank card and handed it

Sean.

Sean was quiet.