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

about all these, the horror in his

“Woosh!”

before Sean, a courteous smile plastered on

the courage for me to ask you for an

misunderstanding, just a pure

it dangled on the base of his

Larson, his pride did not allow him to back down

Hayden Luke, where does his pride

focal point of the entire matter was Sean

don’t need us to

his eyebrows and asked

no,

unexplainable expression framed his

Larson loan me

glimpse of mockery flashed across his face as he asked

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid

about before is the two million that WE are gonna

you don’t believe me, you can certainly ask

immediately waved his hands

“Ahh…”

was dreaming. She could not even utter

kid to attend my school and we’ve

Tomme have decided to apologize to Mr. Lennon personally and

and trauma that might have

you think,

hands together as

you

who was in the

“This, this…”

still so overwhelmed she could not even make a

she experienced

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

will no longer be any recurrence of anything like

I will gladly accept death

experienced, veteran businessman that had been in the game

to hear, there he would

Jack spoke, he took out a bank card and handed it

Sean.

Sean was quiet.