Lord Protector Novel

How did my dagger not touch him at all? But never mind that. What matters most now is to clear my name.

“Dad, Rhett, it's not what you think,” Jared quickly insisted. “I wasn't trying to kill you, Rhett. It was just a prank. How else would you still be here standing in front of all of us?”

Rhett scoffed. “Do you really think you can fool any of us? I'll tell you what really happened. Do you know why you couldn't hurt me with your knife?”

“It's because I was just joking around! I deliberately made sure not to stab you for real.”

“Shut your mouth! You disgust me. The truth is Mr. Williams was there too. He's the one who filmed the incident. Not just that, but he also used an illusion to trick you into thinking that you actually stabbed me. Again, it was Mr. Williams who saved my life.”

“I...”

With the truth laid bare, Jared didn't know how to respond.

Meanwhile, Logan was about to lose his mind.

While he despised internal conflict the most, he would usually turn a blind eye to all the strife between Jared and Rhett.

Alas, Jared had gone too far this time. He actually tried to kill Rhett? Unacceptable!

With that, Logan began to strike Jared with his cane.

“You... You scoundrel! He's your own brother! How could you try to kill him? I should have never brought you into this world! I'm going to beat you to death!”

“I'm sorry, Dad! I was wrong! It's all my fault!” Jared cried out as he knelt on the floor in tears. “Let me make it up to you. I'll bow before everyone. Please, let me off this once!”

Zeke waved impatiently. “It's no use trying to act all miserable now. You messed with Eurasia and insulted its Great Marshal, and for that, you'll die today.”

Jared's face instantly paled. “Please, Mr. Williams, let me off just this once. I'm begging you,” he pleaded, prostrating himself before Zeke. “I should never have coveted Linton Group. I'm sorry!”

Zeke smirked. “Let you off? That's never going to happen.”

Upon receiving such a woeful response, Jared spewed a mouthful of blood.

It was clear that there was no other way out—he had to die.

Logan lowered his head before Zeke. “I'm terribly sorry for having misunderstood you, Mr. Williams. Please give me a chance to make things up to you. I hope you won't hold this matter against the Mitxel family.”

“Sorry, but I'm not that kind or forgiving. Your family insulted my country. Do you really think a mere apology will ever be enough to restore Eurasia's honor?”

“Then name your price, Mr. Williams. I'll do whatever I can to make it up to Eurasia,” Logan proposed carefully.