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 right

all these, the horror

“Woosh!”

a beeline before Sean, a

courage

all a misunderstanding, just

heart was strung so tightly it dangled on

Homer Larson, his pride did not allow him to

Hayden Luke, where does his pride

understood the focal point of the entire matter was

need us

eyebrows and asked

no, no, absolutely

an unexplainable expression framed his

Larson loan

across his face

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid you’ve

two million dollars we talked about before is the

believe me, you can certainly

hands

“Ahh…”

she was dreaming. She could not even utter a single

my school and we’ve not been taking

to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and as a token of my apology, two

and trauma that might

you think,

together as he

do you think,

the

“This, this…”

she could not even make a

experienced anything like

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

guarantee that there will no longer be any recurrence of

a ‘next time‘, I will

veteran businessman that had been in

Sean wanted to hear, there he would be telling it to

he took out a bank card and handed

Sean.

Sean was quiet.