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

all these, the horror

“Woosh!”

before Sean, a courteous smile

courage for me to ask you

misunderstanding, just a

it dangled on the base

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

Hayden Luke, where does

clearly understood the focal point

need us to

cocked his eyebrows and asked

no, absolutely no

unexplainable

Larson loan me

glimpse of mockery flashed across

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid

we talked about before is the two million that WE are gonna

don’t believe me, you can certainly

his hands and looked pointedly

“Ahh…”

felt like she was dreaming. She could not even utter

school and we’ve not

bad, so I, Jack Tomme have decided to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and as a token of my apology, two

compensation for all the medical fees and trauma that might have occurred to your

do you think,

his hands together as he asked

you think,

in the wheelchair

“This, this…”

she could not even make

experienced anything like

from now onwards, I will be absorbing all expenses of your

there will no longer be any recurrence of anything

there be a ‘next time‘, I will gladly

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

he

bank card and

Sean.

Sean was quiet.