Lord Protector Novel

After walking out of the company, Zeke let Dawn get into the car first. He stood in front of the company and whistled shrilly.

Lacey’s personal bodyguard, Hadley Murphy, came running. “What’s up, hot stuff?”

Zeke commanded, “Chase Bank has its eyes on Linton Group. Protect my wife properly, and don’t let anyone catch us off guard.”

Hadley replied, “Chase Bank? Williams, you’re in trouble. In Eastend, Chase Bank is only second to Mr. Quin. It’s even more renowned than our own Necromancer Assassin Organization. The odds aren’t really the best. But don’t you worry; if you die, I’ll take good care of Lacey.”

Zeke could feel a headache coming. “Just you wait. I’ll force you back into the closet one day.”

Hadley scoffed. “Don’t even think about it. Even if I were straight, it’s not like I would like you, anyway!”

Zeke didn’t feel like arguing with Hadley, so he hurriedly got into the car.

Halfway through, he called Caleb Nolan. “Mr. Nolan, do you remember me?”

Caleb laughed gleefully immediately after he answered. “Mr. Williams, how could I forget the threat of a man who managed to gobble up Reagan Pharmaceutical in such a short time? Of course, I remember you.”

Zeke hummed. “Good. I have something I’m looking to discuss with you. Are you free at the moment?”

Caleb replied, “Even if I wasn’t, I’d still make time to meet the infamous Mr. Williams.”

Ten minutes later, they met at Restaurant Bailey’s.

Caleb seemed as modest and humble as ever as he filled Zeke and Dawn’s glasses automatically. “Mr. Williams, Ms. Castaneda, please have a seat.”

Zeke immediately asked, “Mr. Nolan, someone has been transferring money into our accounts out of nowhere recently. Would you possibly know anything about this?”

Caleb simply smiled. “Is that so? Isn’t that a good thing? Congratulations, Mr. Williams.”

Zeke laughed humorlessly. “Mr. Nolan, you truly are a master at acting like a fool.”

Caleb didn’t provide him with an answer. Instead, he offered a cigarette to Zeke. “Mr. Williams, would you like a puff?”

Zeke raised an eyebrow. “Caleb, these two transactions have something to do with Chase Bank, don’t they?”

Caleb just changed the topic. “Ah, Mr. Williams, didn’t you say you had something you wanted to discuss with me about? What business could that be?”

Zeke replied, “Money laundering.”

“That’s great! I’m known to be pretty good at that,” Caleb answered. “However, don’t you think this place is a little too simple to be discussing such things? If you don’t mind, how about you come over to my place for a little chat?”

Zeke nodded. “Sure.”

The three of them got up to leave.

Suddenly, Caleb looked at Dawn with a sheepish smile. “Ms. Castaneda, my house is in a bit of a mess right now. I don’t think a young girl like yourself would enjoy visiting, so-”

Zeke smiled as he cut him off. “Why don’t you just tell us the truth and quit twisting corners?”

Caleb smiled awkwardly. “Well, Mr. Williams, you have Linton Group behind you, and that means you have the privilege to go to my house. As for Ms. Castaneda, she’s just one of your subordinates. She has no right to step into my home.”

Zeke pulled a Bauhinia Royal Card out of his pocket and waved it in front of Caleb’s face before tucking it into Dawn’s pocket. “Does she have the right to now?”