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

these, the horror in his heart

“Woosh!”

a beeline before Sean, a courteous smile plastered on

Lennon, where do I find the courage for me to ask

all a misunderstanding, just a

it dangled on

his pride did not allow him to back

Hayden Luke, where does his

clearly understood the focal point

don’t need us

eyebrows and asked

no, no,

frowned, an unexplainable expression framed

Mr. Larson loan

glimpse of mockery flashed across

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid

about before is the two million that WE are gonna compensate to Mr.

you can certainly ask

hands and looked pointedly

“Ahh…”

felt like she was dreaming. She could not even

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

bad, so I, Jack Tomme have decided to apologize to Mr. Lennon

fees and trauma that might

do you think,

rubbed his hands together as he asked

do you think,

in the wheelchair

“This, this…”

could not even make

experienced anything like

from now onwards, I will be

guarantee that there will no longer

be a ‘next time‘, I will

was ultimately an experienced, veteran businessman that had been in the game

he would be telling

out a bank card and handed

Sean.

Sean was quiet.