Lord Protector Novel

After another round of thought, Charles decided to go up in person to have a look at the situation.

Dragging his heated and aroused body, he finally came to the top floor and knocked on Lacey's door.

The door swung open almost immediately, and Charles was sent flying backward with a vicious kick.

Needless to say, it was Zeke who had delivered the kick.

“What the f*ck!” Charles blurted out without thinking.

“What was that?” Zeke smacked him across the face instantly. “How dare you curse at me when you should be grateful instead! You're really asking for this, aren't you?”

“No, stop! Please! It's me, Charles!” Charles yelled out pleadingly.

“Huh?” Zeke stopped abruptly, gazing at Charles with feigned surprise on his face. “It's you? How did that happen? I thought you were one of those guys. What are you doing here in the middle of the night?”

“I-I just dropped by to see if you guys were comfortable staying here.” Charles came up with an excuse.

“Oh, we're all right. Is there anything else? If not, then please don't interrupt my sleep.”

With that said, Zeke turned and headed back toward his room.

“Wait a minute!” Charles immediately stopped him. “That's it? I came by with the good intentions to express concern for you, but all you did was kick me and did not even care to explain why?”

“Oh, it's like this. Four assassins just came by to kill us. I have absolutely no idea which b*stard sent them. Anyway, I managed to send them away by paying them one million. Naturally, I thought they'd gone back on their word and returned to kill us when you knocked on my door earlier. So, I opened the door and immediately kicked out in self-defense.”

Huh?

Charles' eyes widened in disbelief. “You paid them off with only a million?”

Zeke nodded. “Yeah. Why? What's wrong with that?”

“Those b*stards!” Charles muttered under his breath. “I knew I shouldn't have paid them the full amount!”

As an Ultimate Class warrior, Zeke's hearing and sight were at least ten times more powerful than a regular person's. Thus, he heard Charles' mutters clearly.

“You just said you shouldn't have paid them in full. Does that mean you were the one who hired those assassins?” he asked.

“Huh? No!” Charles shook his head vigorously. “I had absolutely nothing to do with that and don't even know any assassins myself. I'm going to make a move now. Have a good rest!”

With that, Charles scurried away without a backward glance.

Zeke began to laugh in disdain, finding it surprisingly enjoyable to outwit a pathetic loser like Charles.

Meanwhile, the aphrodisiac in Charles' body was reaching the peak of its effects.

He felt like he would literally explode at any moment if he did not let out his urges with a woman as soon as possible.

Now that he had no hopes of laying his hands on Lacey, his only choice was Josephine.