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

these, the

“Woosh!”

a beeline before Sean, a courteous smile plastered on

find the courage for me to ask

misunderstanding,

was strung so tightly it dangled on the base of

Larson, his pride did not allow him to back

Hayden Luke, where does

also clearly understood the focal point of the entire

need us to

eyebrows and asked

no,

unexplainable expression framed his

Larson loan me some

mockery flashed across

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid you’ve

before is the two million that WE are

me, you can certainly

waved his hands and

“Ahh…”

She

Mr. Lennon, for your kid to attend my school and

to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and

compensation for all the medical fees and trauma that might have

do you think,

his hands together as he asked

you think,

in the wheelchair asked Leah

“This, this…”

overwhelmed she could

experienced anything

onwards, I will be absorbing all expenses of

longer be any recurrence of

be a ‘next time‘, I

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

he would be telling

Jack spoke, he took out a bank card and handed it

Sean.

Sean was quiet.