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

cease to

about all these, the horror in

“Woosh!”

Sean, a courteous smile

I find the courage for me to ask you for an

a misunderstanding, just a

tightly it

before Homer Larson, his pride did not allow

Hayden Luke, where does

clearly understood the focal point of the entire

don’t need us

cocked his eyebrows

no, no, absolutely

frowned, an unexplainable expression framed

loan me

flashed across his face as

“Sure.”

Homer nodded immediately.

no, no, Mr. Lennon,

we talked about before is the two million

don’t believe me, you can certainly ask

hands and

“Ahh…”

like she was dreaming. She could not

Mr. Lennon, for your kid to attend my school

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

medical fees and trauma that might

do you think,

his hands together as he asked

you think,

in the wheelchair asked

“This, this…”

still so overwhelmed she could not even make

she experienced anything like

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

that there will no longer be any recurrence of

a ‘next time‘, I will gladly accept death

ultimately an experienced, veteran businessman that had been in the game for

Sean wanted to hear, there he would be telling

a bank card and handed it over with both

Sean.

Sean was quiet.