Lord Protector Novel

Lucy gritted her teeth and hissed, “There's no way I'm apologizing to him.”

Gabriel then jogged over and said, “Mr. Jacques, Ms. Lucy, please calm down.”

We're at fault for this incident, so the one who should apologize is us. Let me apologize to you on behalf of Eurasia for the unhappy experiences you've been through here.”

At that moment, Zeke was about to fly into a fit of rage.

The other party was about to apologize to Eurasia, but that idiot kept insisting on apologizing to them and making Eurasia the one at fault. You're even saying that you'll apologize on behalf of Eurasia. What f*cking right do you have to represent Eurasia?

If not for the fact that they were around guests from other countries, Zeke would have ended Gabriel's life by then.

Jacques then glared at Lucy and snapped, “I'll ask you the question one last time. Will you apologize?”

“I won't!” Lucy said in determination.

“Very well. I hope you'll remain in your stance until the very end. I'll call Yartran right now and have Yartran remove your citizenship. From now on, you're no longer a Yartranian. Don't doubt my capability to do it because I've done this many times in the past.”

With that said, Jacques took out his phone to call Yartran.

Immediately, Lucy panicked.

If she did not have her citizenship, she would lose everything—her work, her assets, and her family.

That was a risk she could not take.

Since she was at the end of her road, she could only bow to Zeke and apologize to him.

Thus, she hastily said, “Stop! Stop! I... I'll apologize now. I'll apologize right now!”

She then glanced at Zeke and mumbled half-heartedly, “Sorry.”

“You're not sincere enough!” Jacques uttered.

Steeling herself, Lucy then bowed and repeated, “I'm sorry, Mr. Williams.”

Zeke shook his head. “Forget it. Don't apologize anymore. You don't look like you meant it anyway.”

His words made Lucy panic, and she bowed even lower. “Mr. Williams, I've made a mistake earlier. Please forgive me for what I've done. I know you're a kind man, so please ignore the foolish deeds done by a petty character like me.”

In an indifferent tone, Zeke told her, “Listen up. You're living on Eurasian soil, eating our food, drinking our water, and earning our money. By insulting us, you're biting the hand that feeds you. That's something Eurasia will not tolerate in silence. You have three days to leave Eurasia, or you'll have to suffer the consequences.

Jacques nodded vigorously. “Don't worry, Mr. Williams. I'll be making the arrangements myself. If there isn't anything else, we'll be taking our leaves now.”

Zeke ignored Jacques, and the latter turned to leave despondently.

However, Gabriel snarled, “Brat, you better be doing the right things for the next few days. I'll be watching what Yartran does next. If Yartran takes out his anger on Eurasia because of you, I'll make sure your life will be tough from then on.”

At that, Zeke's expression darkened even more.