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

Ltd. would cease to exist right

about all these, the horror in his

“Woosh!”

beeline before Sean, a courteous smile plastered on

do I find the courage for me to ask you for

is all a misunderstanding,

strung so tightly it dangled on the base of his

Larson, his pride did not allow him to

Luke, where does his pride

clearly understood the focal point of the entire matter

need

eyebrows and asked

no, no, absolutely no

an unexplainable expression framed

not… Mr. Larson loan me

glimpse of mockery flashed across his face as

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, Mr.

before is the two million that

me, you can

waved his hands and

“Ahh…”

she was dreaming. She could not even utter

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

Mr. Lennon

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

you think,

together

you

the wheelchair asked

“This, this…”

was still so overwhelmed she could not even make

had she experienced anything like this

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

guarantee that there will no longer

time‘, I will gladly

was ultimately an experienced, veteran businessman that had been in

to hear, there he

took out a bank card and handed it

Sean.

Sean was quiet.