The Protector Novel

“By the way, where’s the person who slapped my father?” Patrick Caesar, Richard’s son, asked in a cold voice.

When he and his siblings heard that their father was slapped in the face, they almost launched their attack that very day.

After all, this was something completely unacceptable to the Caesar family.

This is absolutely preposterous!

How dare someone slap the Richard Caesar?

Simply unbelievable.

“I did it!”

Russell stepped forward and stared at Patrick bravely.

“Hah! Very well then! An insolent fool like you dares to slap my father?!” Patrick bellowed.

“Indeed, I was the one who slapped him! He asked someone to slap me, so I slapped him back to return the favor! An eye for an eye.”

Russell stared at Patrick fearlessly.

words enraged the entire Caesar family as the eight hundred White Army soldiers glared at

Richard was akin to showing the Caesar family the

wouldn’t take that lying

for them to rip Russell

time, Russell really messed up by

and I got to see that for myself today! By the way, where’s that girl, Abigail? Who does she

that no lady in Quebec would ever reject his son’s advances, so imagine the

was why the entire Caesar family was curious

the

into trouble, but Abigail mustn’t

all, she’s a direct descendant of

stepped towards Patrick fearlessly and smiled. “I’m Abigail. I’m sorry, but I’m really not interested in your

not worthy of my son. Brilliant ladies are hard to find, but pretty ladies are littered all over the city. My son can get a pretty lady any time he wants, so of course, there’s no way you’re fit

she even look in the mirror? How dare

from her pretty face, does she

Caesar family lambasted her at

into a contemptuous one as she snorted, “You’re right! I am not worthy of Timothy, so

I heard was true then – Youngsters from the Black family really are cocky!” Patrick