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

about all these, the

“Woosh!”

beeline before Sean,

do I find the courage for me to ask you for

is all a misunderstanding,

so tightly it dangled on the base of

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

before Hayden Luke, where does his

focal point of

need us

his eyebrows and

no, no,

unexplainable expression framed his

Mr. Larson loan me some money

across his face as he

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid

the two million that WE

don’t believe me, you can

waved his hands and

“Ahh…”

was dreaming. She

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

Mr. Lennon personally

is compensation for all the medical fees and trauma that

do you

rubbed his hands together as he

you think,

who was in the wheelchair

“This, this…”

was still so overwhelmed she could not even make a single

experienced anything like

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

there will no longer be any recurrence of anything like

a ‘next time‘, I will gladly accept death

veteran businessman that had been in the game for decades, making him a

to hear, there he would

card and handed it

Sean.

Sean was quiet.