Lord Protector Novel

Zeke fumed, “They have a death wish! Lacey, don’t panic. I’ll be there right away.”

After ending the call, Zeke instructed, “Wolf’s Greed, bring a group to Eurasia Pictures.”

Wolf’s Greed replied, “Of course.”

Grabbing his car keys, Zeke rushed out of his office and drove off toward Eurasia Pictures.

He was contemplating, during his ride there.

Even if the cooperation had failed, Eurasia Pictures has no reason to put Lacey in a tight spot.

It can’t be the doing of someone from the Williams family, can it?

After all, Eurasia Pictures is one of the Williams family’s businesses.

Zeke sighed.

He had not wanted to uproot the entire Williams family as they were his family, but it seemed like they were adamant about testing his patience.

I’ll cut off one of your legs this time.

At Eurasia Pictures.

Lacey was trapped at the CEO’s office.

Two burly men were standing by the doorway and blocking her exit.

Like a frightened sparrow, Lacey was trembling in a corner.

In front of her were fragments of Chime Bells scattered across the floor.

Earlier, when they had failed to come to an agreement during the talk, and when Lacey was about to leave, the secretary abruptly pushed the Chime Bells and broke them when she walked past them.

However, the CEO, Alec Matthews, had insisted that she was the one who had pushed it. He had then asked for compensation, going as far as threatening her.

In the end, she called for help from Zeke.

Alec took a drag of his cigarette before saying, “You pay for the property you damage. This is a concept even kindergarten children understand. As the president of a company, I’m sure you know a concept like this, right?”

Lacey argued, “Your secretary was the one who’d pushed the Chime Bells earlier. This has nothing to do with me.”

Alec sneered, “But I don’t have any secretaries.”

Lacey’s face reddened as she seethed, “Fine. Even if I was the one who pushed it, you can’t be greedily asking for a billion. The maximum price of this thing is hundreds of thousands!”

“Ridiculous!” Alec fumed, “Do you mean what I bought was fake? My Chime Bell is a relic of the war, and it’s a national treasure. Its conversation value is five billion. I’m already kind by only asking for one billion from you.”

Lacey argued, “There is only one Chime Bells from the war, and it’s in the national museum. Yours is a counterfeit.”

D*** you!

Fury surged in Alec as he raised his hand, about to hit Lacey.

The burly men by the doorway swiftly stopped him, “Mr. Matthews, let’s calm down and talk. I don’t think she’ll be able to compensate a billion. Why don’t you ask her to compensate you in other ways?”