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

about all these, the horror

“Woosh!”

Sean, a courteous smile plastered on his

Lennon, where do I find the courage for me to ask you for

is all a misunderstanding, just a pure

heart was strung so tightly it dangled on

pride

before Hayden Luke, where

the focal point of the entire

need

eyebrows and

no, absolutely no

frowned, an unexplainable expression framed

loan me some

glimpse of mockery flashed across his

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid

dollars we talked about before is the

believe me, you can certainly ask this lady over

hands and looked

“Ahh…”

dreaming. She could not even utter a

to attend my school and we’ve not been taking good care

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

fees and trauma that might have occurred to your

you think,

rubbed his hands together as he asked

do you think,

the

“This, this…”

so overwhelmed she could not even

when had she experienced anything like

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

longer be any recurrence of

be a ‘next time‘, I will gladly

that had been in the game for decades, making him

wanted to hear, there he would be

bank card

Sean.

Sean was quiet.