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

Jack thought about all these, the horror in his heart

“Woosh!”

Sean, a courteous smile plastered on

the courage for me

a misunderstanding,

so tightly it dangled

was before Homer Larson, his pride did not allow him

Hayden Luke, where does his

point of the entire matter

don’t need us to

eyebrows and

no, absolutely

an unexplainable expression

not… Mr. Larson loan me

flashed across his face as

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, no, Mr. Lennon,

talked about before is the two million that WE

me, you can certainly ask this

hands

“Ahh…”

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

Mr. Lennon, for your kid to attend my school and we’ve not been taking good

apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and as a token of my apology, two million

medical fees and trauma that

you

together as he

you

was in the wheelchair asked

“This, this…”

she could not even make a

when had she experienced

from now onwards, I will be absorbing all

longer be any recurrence of anything like

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

had been in the

wanted to hear, there he would

he took out a bank card and handed it over with

Sean.

Sean was quiet.