The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 97

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 to

about all these, the horror in his

“Woosh!”

Sean, a

do I find the courage for me to ask

a misunderstanding,

was strung so tightly it dangled on the base of his

Homer Larson, his pride did not allow him to back down

before Hayden Luke, where

focal point of the

don’t need

his eyebrows and

no, absolutely no

an unexplainable expression framed

Larson loan me some money

glimpse of mockery flashed across his face as he asked

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, Mr. Lennon, I’m afraid you’ve

two million dollars we talked about before is the two million that WE

can certainly

waved his hands and

“Ahh…”

dreaming. She could not even

attend my school

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

for all the medical fees and trauma that might have occurred

do you

hands together as he

you

was in the

“This, this…”

was still so overwhelmed she could

she experienced anything like

will be absorbing all

that there will no longer be any recurrence of

a ‘next time‘, I will gladly accept death

veteran businessman that had been in the game for decades, making him

Sean wanted to hear, there he would be

took out a bank card and handed it

Sean.

Sean was quiet.

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