Summon Of The Sword

Chapter 91

“Mom, why won’t you ask Uncle Lennon to help us?

“My teacher also told me to get Uncle Lennon to apologize…”

Candy asked in confusion as she raised her little face.

“Because…”

Leah froze slightly.

Last time, Sean did temporarily scare Mr. Lowe’s family with force.

However, how could you solve things with your fists in this society?

Mr. Lowe had a lot of connections.

Mr. Lowe could have just sent a couple of his people to take care of Sean.

Therefore, instead of bothering Sean, Leah decided to take matters into her own hands.

“Because even Uncle Lennon couldn’t beat the person this time.”

Leah shook her head slightly as she muttered to herself.

Candy curled her lip and said, “I think Uncle Lennon is the best!”

“Alright, let’s not bother Uncle Lennon.

“Uncle Lennon might be leaving soon, and he has no obligation to help us.”

Leah’s eyes dimmed a little as she spoke.

“Where’s Uncle Lennon going?”

Candy asked nervously as she tugged at the straps of her bag over her shoulder.

Leah was silent for a few seconds. Then she stroked Candy’s head and said nothing more.

Leah had also known that Quill had booked a hotel to propose to Willow.

Yesterday, she heard from Candy’s grandmother that Old Madam Quinn was very supportive about it.

Therefore, Old Madam Quinn would try every means to make Quill her grandson in–law.

Where would Sean go?

“Hello, isn’t this Candy’s mom?

“Just come in if you’re already here.”

Principal Leed seemed amused, and her smile seemed meaningful.

Seeing Principal Leed, Candy hid behind Leah as she held onto her dress with her tiny hands.

Principal Leed had been giving Candy a hard time these two days.

“Candy, don’t be afraid. If we’re facing trouble, we’ll just work it out.

“So don’t be afraid and don’t run away.”

Leah took Candy’s tiny hand and stepped into the room.

Mr. Lowe and two other middle–aged men were inside.

Several menacing–looking youths also looked at Leah in unison.

Leah, who had been consoling Candy, took a step back when she saw what was going on in the room.

The menacing–looking youths had fierce expressions while the tattoos on their necks showed faintly.

They looked like they were gangsters.

Leah dared not mess with them.

“Haha…”

“Where’s the cripple? Is he scared to come over?

“Is he scared that I told him to apologize?”

Mr. Lowe asked indifferently as he glanced at Leah.

“Let’s… just talk it out.”

Leah said as she gathered her courage and clenched her teeth slightly.

“Okay! Let’s talk it out.

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Mr. Lowe snorted coldly and turned to look at a middle–aged man.

The middle–aged man nodded. He was sitting in a chair as he looked at Leah and said, “Let me

introduce myself. I’m Jack Tomme, chairman of Tomme Ltd.

“Our company owns Sunny Kindergarten.”

Leah’s heart beat a little faster at that.

Tomme Ltd. was also important in River City!

Not only the Quinn family would not help Candy and her mother, but there was no way they would

offend the Tomme family even if they did.

Mr. Lowe saw the expression on Leah’s face and a sneer crossed his lips.

He invited Jack here on purpose. Jack had direct jurisdiction here.

He also wanted Leah to realize one thing.

Sean might have dared to beat up Principal Leed and even Mr. Lowe’s bodyguard, but would she dare

let him lay a hand on Jack?

Sean probably dared not lay a finger in him even if Jack had washed his face and sent it over.

After all, money and power ruled this society.

Mr. Lowe was confident.

“I came here today for two reasons.

“Firstly, Mr. Lowe’s son was scratched in the face by your kid and got some scars from it. You must give

us an explanation for that.

“Secondly, I heard that the father of your child also beat up our principal. You have to give us an

explanation for that too.”

Jack’s tone was calm as if he were giving orders.

When he finished, the menacing–looking youths snorted coldly and looked at Leah.

Leah’s eyes widened. Candy was also shocked, and she looked flustered.

“Now, where is the cripple who beat people up?”

Jack looked at Leah and asked again.

Leah was speechless.

“Hmph! Are you scared now?

“You’re really bold. Haven’t you thought of this day when you beat people up?”

Mr. Lowe sneered, his voice full of disdain.

‘Sean’s a wheelchair–bound cripple. Hasn’t he thought of this day when he beat them up?

‘Did he really think intimation will work on me?

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“We’ll compensate for this.‘

Leah sighed and whispered again.

“Sure! My son’s medical bills are a million dollars.

“And Principal Leed’s medical bills are a million dollars.

“That’s two million dollars in total. Pay up.”

Mr. Lowe stepped forward and said, “And the three of you, including that aggressive cripple, must

apologize to us!

“Since he can’t get on his feet, he can just sit in his wheelchair and admit his fault!” o

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