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

cease to exist right

thought about all these,

“Woosh!”

immediately made a beeline before Sean, a courteous smile plastered

courage for me to ask

misunderstanding, just a pure

so tightly it dangled on

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

Luke, where

understood the focal point of the entire matter was Sean

don’t need us to

cocked his eyebrows and

no, no, absolutely

unexplainable expression framed his

not… Mr. Larson loan me

flashed across

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, no, Mr.

before is the two million that WE are gonna compensate to

you can certainly

his hands and looked pointedly

“Ahh…”

like she was dreaming. She could not even utter

Lennon, for your kid to attend my school and

Mr. Lennon personally and as a token

all the medical fees and trauma that might have occurred

do you think,

together as he

do you think,

was in the wheelchair

“This, this…”

could not even make a

she experienced anything

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

will no longer be any recurrence of

there be a ‘next time‘, I will gladly accept death

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

there he

he took out a bank card and handed it over with

Sean.

Sean was quiet.