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

about all these, the horror

“Woosh!”

a beeline before Sean,

where do I find the courage for me to ask

all a misunderstanding, just a

tightly it dangled on the base

was before Homer Larson, his pride

Hayden Luke, where does his

focal point of the

need us to

cocked his eyebrows and

no,

frowned, an unexplainable

Larson loan me

flashed across his face

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid

million dollars we talked about before is the two million

me, you can certainly ask

his hands

“Ahh…”

dreaming. She could not

Mr. Lennon, for your kid to attend my school and we’ve not been

have decided to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and as a

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

you think,

his hands together as he

you think,

was in the wheelchair asked Leah

“This, this…”

still so overwhelmed she could not

had she experienced anything like this

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

no longer be any recurrence

I will gladly accept death as

veteran businessman that had been in the game for

to hear, there he would be telling it to

took out a bank card and handed it over with both

Sean.

Sean was quiet.