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 right

these, the horror in his heart

“Woosh!”

a beeline before Sean, a courteous smile plastered on

courage for me to ask you for an

is all a misunderstanding, just

strung so tightly it dangled on the base of his

he was before Homer Larson, his pride did not allow him to back

Hayden Luke, where does his pride

understood the focal point of

need

eyebrows and

no, no,

unexplainable expression framed

not… Mr. Larson loan me some money

mockery flashed across his

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, Mr. Lennon,

we talked about before is the two million that WE

you don’t believe me, you can certainly ask this lady over

waved his hands and looked

“Ahh…”

She

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

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

medical fees and trauma that might have occurred to your

do you think,

rubbed his hands together as he

do you

was in the wheelchair asked

“This, this…”

could not even make a

when had she experienced anything like

now onwards, I will be absorbing all expenses of

will no longer

‘next time‘, I will

had been

to hear, there he would be

took out a bank card and handed it over with both

Sean.

Sean was quiet.