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

would cease to exist

about all these, the horror in his

“Woosh!”

made a beeline before Sean, a

courage for me to ask you for

is all a misunderstanding, just a

was strung so tightly it dangled

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

Luke, where does his

point of the entire

don’t need

his eyebrows

no, no, absolutely

an unexplainable

not… Mr. Larson loan me some

of mockery flashed across his face as

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, no, Mr.

is the

can certainly ask this lady

immediately waved his hands and looked pointedly

“Ahh…”

was dreaming. She could not even utter

school

our bad, so I, Jack Tomme have decided to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and as a token

is compensation for all the medical fees and

you think,

his hands together as

you

who was in the wheelchair asked

“This, this…”

was still so overwhelmed she could

had she experienced anything

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

there will no longer be any recurrence of

be a ‘next time‘, I will gladly accept death as

businessman that had been in the game for decades, making him a well–versed

there he would

he took out a bank card and handed it over

Sean.

Sean was quiet.