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

Jack thought about all these, the horror in

“Woosh!”

beeline before Sean, a courteous smile plastered

do I find the courage for me to ask

a misunderstanding,

it dangled on the base of his

before Homer Larson, his pride did

where does his

focal point

don’t need

eyebrows and

no, absolutely

unexplainable expression

Larson loan me

flashed across his face as he

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid you’ve

we talked about before is the two million that

believe me, you can certainly ask this lady over

his hands and

“Ahh…”

She could not

my school and we’ve

have decided to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and

medical fees and trauma that might have occurred to

you think,

rubbed his hands together as he asked

do you think,

in the wheelchair asked Leah

“This, this…”

so overwhelmed she could not even

had she experienced anything like this

Lennon, Madam Light, from now onwards, I will be absorbing

guarantee that there will no longer

a ‘next time‘, I

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

wanted to hear, there he would be telling

out a bank card and handed it over with both hands

Sean.

Sean was quiet.