Lord Protector Novel

“Moreover, as far as I know, Linton Group owns several military companies, too. And that means Mr. Williams might

have a military background. Worst of all, he could have a powerful status. It's highly possible that he's a general.”

Poppy's expression changed drastically, and she could not help but gasp.

The word “general” was enough to instill fear in Poppy's heart.

However, what Poppy and Keaton did not know was that Zeke was not even bothered by them.

After all, there was no need for him to put in so much effort just to hunt down two insignificant people.

Meanwhile, in Emma's residence, Madeline lifted a cup of tea to her lips with trembling hands and drank it absent-

mindedly.

Her mind was currently filled with words like “big boss,” “Mr. Williams,” and “Linton Group.”

Never in her wildest dreams would she have thought Zeke was a billionaire who owned such a big company. On top

of that, he even gave Emma a general manager position in one of the branches, changing their family's fate

completely.

Just then, she recalled how she often scolded and humiliated Zeke, calling him names like a lecherous hooligan.

Her heart pounded furiously, and she began to panic.

If Zeke were mad at her, a simple order would be enough to make her suffer miserably.

With that thought in mind, she asked Emma cautiously, “Emma, do you think Mr. Williams will keep me accountable

for treating him so harshly in the past?”

Emma reassured her, “Don't worry, Mom. Mr. Williams doesn't have time to be calculative with people like us.”

Feeling relieved, Madeline nodded. “Hmm... That's true. You know what? I'll give you my full support to be with Mr.

Williams. He's the only son-in-law I'll ever approve of.”

Feeling relieved, Madeline nodded. “Hmm... That's true. You know what? I'll give you my full support to be with Mr.

Williams. He's the only son-in-law I'll ever approve of.”

“Ms. Lowe, didn't you say you'll never approve of Zeke until you die? Instead, you said Thomas was the only one

you approved,” Sasha teased.

Embarrassed, Madeline lowered her face that was blushing and muttered, “I-I was crazy back then. Those words

were nonsense. Please don't take them seriously.”

Emma sighed deeply.

Mr. Williams already has a beautiful wife. He'll never be attracted to an ordinary girl like me.

Meanwhile, at the top floor of Linton Group's building, Boxing King was surrounded by Sole Wolf and the others. He

was in a tight situation.

His burning gaze was fixed on Zeke as he uttered with a trembling voice, “You... Who are you?”

Although he more or less knew who Zeke was, he still found it hard to believe.

Zeke smirked. “Do you really need me to answer that? I think you already have the answer, right?”

“The people who can catch a bullet with their bare hands must be elites of the elites. They could even be King Class

warriors! If you can make so many elite warriors obey you, then you must be... the legendary Great Marshal,”

Boxing King deduced.

“It looks like you're not stupid after all,” Zeke stated.

“You should be punished for not getting onto your knees in the presence of the Great Marshal!” one of the men

shouted.

Boxing King took in a deep breath and pretended to be composed. “Nevertheless, this is purely my speculation.

Nothing is confirmed until you prove your identity.”

Sole Wolf roared, “How dare you ask Zeke to prove his identity? You're looking for death!”

Zeke waved his hands dismissively. “It's fine.”

With that, he released his energy to form a Dragon King Sword. It floated in the air with its tip aimed at Boxing King.

Vibrating at a high frequency, it produced a buzzing sound that blew the opponent's mind.

Dragon King Sword! It's true! He's the Great Marshal! Besides, he's the only person who can solidify his energy.

Thump!

Without hesitation, Boxing King got onto his knees before Zeke. “I, Seeker of Defeat, am honored to meet you, Mr.

Williams!”

Mr. Williams?

This form of address caught the crowd's attention.

Everyone in the world addressed Zeke as the Great Marshal. However, Boxing King used “Mr. Williams.” It seemed

as though the latter had a close relationship with the North.

Moreover, only those affiliated with the North had the right to address Zeke as Mr. Williams.

However, Zeke was not surprised by that. Previously, in order to protect Bryan, Boxing King used the name of the

North to intimidate Zeke. Hence, the former had guessed that Boxing King was a part of the North.

Boxing King took in e deep breeth end pretended to be composed. “Nevertheless, this is purely my speculetion.

Nothing is confirmed until you prove your identity.”

Sole Wolf roered, “How dere you esk Zeke to prove his identity? You're looking for deeth!”

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With thet, he releesed his energy to form e Dregon King Sword. It floeted in the eir with its tip eimed et Boxing King.

Vibreting et e high frequency, it produced e buzzing sound thet blew the opponent's mind.

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Thump!

Without hesitetion, Boxing King got onto his knees before Zeke. “I, Seeker of Defeet, em honored to meet you, Mr.

Williems!”

Mr. Williems?

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es though the letter hed e close reletionship with the North.

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North to intimidete Zeke. Hence, the former hed guessed thet Boxing King wes e pert of the North.