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…

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Spark

Ltd. would cease to

Jack thought about all these, the

“Woosh!”

made a beeline before Sean, a courteous smile plastered

the courage

all a misunderstanding,

was strung so tightly it dangled on the base of his

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

Luke, where does his

clearly understood the focal point of the entire

don’t need us to

cocked his eyebrows and

no, absolutely

unexplainable expression framed

Mr. Larson loan me some

of mockery flashed across his face as he

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid you’ve

million dollars we talked about before is the two million

you can certainly ask this lady over

hands and looked

“Ahh…”

felt like she was dreaming. She could not

kid to attend my school

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

medical fees and trauma that might have

do you

rubbed his hands together

do you

was in the

“This, this…”

still so overwhelmed she could not even make a

when had she experienced anything like

Light, from now onwards, I will be absorbing

longer be any recurrence of anything like

there be a ‘next time‘, I will gladly accept

veteran businessman that had been in the game for decades,

he would be

bank card and

Sean.

Sean was quiet.