The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 97

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

Ltd. would cease to exist

all these, the

“Woosh!”

beeline before Sean, a

find the courage for me to ask you

a misunderstanding, just

so tightly it dangled on the base

his pride did not allow

Hayden Luke, where does

focal point of the entire matter was Sean

don’t need us to

his eyebrows and

no, no, absolutely no

frowned, an unexplainable expression framed

loan me some money

of mockery flashed across his face as he

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

Mr. Lennon,

before is the two million that WE

me, you can certainly ask this lady over

waved his hands and looked pointedly

“Ahh…”

was dreaming. She could not even utter a single

Lennon, for your kid to attend my school and

to Mr. Lennon

and trauma that might have occurred to

you think,

rubbed his hands together as he asked

do you

in the wheelchair asked Leah

“This, this…”

she could not even make

experienced anything

I will be absorbing all expenses of your child’s education with

no longer be any recurrence

‘next time‘, I will gladly accept death

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

he

bank card and

Sean.

Sean was quiet.

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