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

these,

“Woosh!”

made a beeline before Sean, a

find the courage for me to ask

misunderstanding, just a

it dangled on the base of his

his pride did not allow him to

where does his

also clearly understood the focal point of

don’t need us to

cocked his eyebrows and asked

no, absolutely no

frowned, an unexplainable expression framed his

loan me some

of mockery flashed across

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, Mr. Lennon,

before is the two million that WE are gonna compensate

you don’t believe me, you can

his hands and

“Ahh…”

like she was dreaming. She could

for your kid to attend my school and we’ve not been taking good

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

medical fees and trauma that might have occurred

do you

rubbed his hands together as he asked

you think,

the wheelchair asked

“This, this…”

so overwhelmed she could not even

when had she experienced anything like

now onwards, I will be absorbing all

guarantee that there will no longer be any

‘next time‘, I will gladly accept

had been in the game for decades, making him

wanted to hear, there he would be telling it to

he took out a bank card and handed it over

Sean.

Sean was quiet.