Lord Protector Novel

Erebus shot a look at Warren in a way that made the latter hold his breath.

“Are you trying to tell me what to do?” Erebus retorted.

Warren waved his hand furiously. “You've misunderstood me as I didn't mean it that way. It's my fault for having misspoken...”

That yielded a cold snort from Erebus. “Hmph. Just don't do it again. Let's head over to Linton Group.”

Thereafter, Warren followed behind Erebus in silent relief.

My godfather Daemonium ended up dead because he was overconfident and underestimated Zeke. Elder Erebus is very similar to Godfather in this regard, so I do hope that he won't end up in defeat as he did.

Warren's esteem for Erebus had just taken a major hit.

Regardless, he cast aside those random musings as he hastened toward Linton Group alongside Erebus, all the while keeping his fingers crossed in the hope that there might be some basis for Erebus' brazenness.

Simultaneously, another two figures seized upon Zeke's absence to also sneak inside Linton Group.

Those two were the Guardian of Mount Kush and Sheldon, who had also set their sights on that stream of Fortuna.

Donning caps and masks, they wore uniforms emblazoned with the name of Blue Empyrean Logistics while they pushed a trolley into the building.

Blue Empyrean Logistics was a business partner of Linton Group whose staff were a frequent sight around Linton Group's premises. Hence, none of Linton Group's staff were inclined to be suspicious of those two.

Thus, the Guardian of Mount Kush and Sheldon successfully managed to reach the elevator without drawing any unnecessary attention to themselves.

They then proceeded to execute the next part of their plan, which was to take the elevator up to Lacey's office.

For a corporation as large as Linton Group, their elevators were predictably manned in order to prevent criminal elements from using them for devious purposes.

The elevator operator was immediately alerted to the two men's presence the moment they neared. “Hold up. What are you here for?”

“We're here to see Ms. Hinton,” came Sheldon's swift reply.

“May I know if you have an appointment with her?” the operator asked.

Sheldon shook his head. “No.”

“You can't go up without an appointment, so kindly head over to make one at the front desk first,” the elevator operator asserted.

“Although we haven't made a prior appointment, we've something here that she said would allow us access to her at any time,” Sheldon said.

That piqued the operator's curiosity. “What is it?”

Sheldon clenched a fist and extended it toward the unwary elevator operator, who stared at it unwaveringly with both eyes.

When he got close enough, Sheldon suddenly drove his fist into the elevator operator's throat. The poor operator did not even have time to let out a whimper before he passed out cold.

In order to prevent others from noticing, Sheldon wrapped an arm around the unconscious man's waist to prevent him from falling over.

From the perspective of any observer, those two were merely behaving in a friendly manner while they chatted away.