Lord Protector Novel

Hannah told Zeke what had happened from the beginning.

What!

Zeke was enraged. He picked up the fork and took a bite of the pasta!

Pfft!

He spat out the pasta as soon as they touched his lips!

It was just too salty! In fact, it was no different from eating salt on its own!

He was certain that his father-in-law would suffer a relapse if he had finished the two plates of salt-ridden pasta!

At that very moment, he had condemned Henry to death.

Henry first stole a glance at Zeke’s outfit, followed by a double-take at his beat-up Santana, and he gasped for air momentarily.

Damn, Daniel and Hannah. It seems like they both are bigger fools than I thought them to be.

It was bad enough they refused to accept him as a son-in-law, but did they have to welcome a bloody beggar instead?

Were they implying that I, Henry Jones, was no better than a beggar?

He hollered angrily, “Daniel, the pasta is getting cold. You had better pick up the pace and eat them while they are still warm.”

Zeke stopped Daniel and glared at Henry Jones with daggers in his eyes. “No. I am ordering you right now to finish these two plates of pasta. If there is even a drop of sauce left, you will feel my wrath.”

At that instant, Henry burst out laughing, “Haha, quit the tough act. You must be Daniel’s son-in-law. What’s the matter? Feeling sorry for your father-in-law? Alright, I will allow you to finish the pasta on his behalf.”

Slap!

Without any warning nor word, Zeke gave Henry a slap across the face. “I will not repeat myself,” he said.

“You will finish the goddamn pasta right now!”

Henry stared blankly at Zeke in shock.

He was at a loss for words but finally gathered himself. “Did you really just hit me?”, he questioned.

Slap!

Soon after, Zeke sent his palm flying across Henry’s face once again and said, “Yes I did. You should have no doubt about this one either.”

Damn!

Henry Jones stomped his feet in anger and stood up with a vengeance. “I am a star, with throngs of fans and admirers. How dare you touch me, you mere beggar!” he yelled.

“I will have your head, no, more than that. I will decimate you and ruin your family’s fortune!”

With that Henry whipped out his phone and called Lacey. “Lacey Hinton, you better come home right now. Your useless husband struck me. If I do not have both your apology given to me by you while you are on your knees, I guarantee you Linton Group will go bankrupt!”

With that, he hung up the phone. He clenched his teeth as he said, “Williams, you have no idea, do you. I am the star artiste of Grand Empire Group, and Grand Empire Group owns Eastend Martial Arts Association. One word from Eastend Martial Arts Association, and you will disappear from the face of this planet!”