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

thought about all these, the horror in his

“Woosh!”

immediately made a beeline before Sean,

I find the courage for me

misunderstanding, just

heart was strung so tightly it dangled on the

pride

Hayden Luke, where does

the focal point of

don’t need us

his eyebrows and asked

no, no, absolutely no

frowned, an unexplainable

Mr. Larson loan me some money

of mockery flashed across his face

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

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

talked about before is the two

believe me, you can certainly ask this lady

his hands and looked

“Ahh…”

was dreaming. She could not

see, Mr. Lennon, for your kid to attend my school and we’ve not been taking good care of her…

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

the medical fees and trauma

you think,

hands together as he

you think,

in the

“This, this…”

was still so overwhelmed she could not even make

experienced anything like

now onwards, I will be absorbing

no longer be any recurrence of anything like

a ‘next time‘, I will

veteran businessman that had been in the game for

to hear, there he would be telling it

a bank card

Sean.

Sean was quiet.