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Lord Protector Novel

Chapter 1322
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If Zeke voiced his doubts, Clyde would just redirect him to ask the King Class Warrior himself.

The Hintons and Williamses were driven over to the Thisleton manor by the Thisleton family’s private car.

They all felt a little confused. Why had they been summoned by the Thisleton family?

When they tried to ask the other Thisletons about this, they only received determined silence in response.

A short while later, Lacey arrived at the Thisleton manor too.

Upon seeing her daughter, Hannah dashed forward to greet her. “Lacey, do you have any idea why they brought us

all here?”

Lacey’s face was white with anger.

Taking a deep, shuddering breath, she said, “Clyde wants to break Zeke’s arms.”

What?

The Williamses and the Hintons became enraged.

Faith protested, “What right do they have to lynch Zeke like this? I absolutely won’t allow it!”

“If they dare to use force on him, I’ll expose the Thisleton family on social media!”

The Thisleton family was a very powerful one. There was no way the Hintons and Williamses could go up against

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them without fear of retaliation.

The only method to stop them would be to galvanize the public and turn them against the Thisleton family.

However, Diego tried to keep a cool head.

“Let’s not panic yet.”

“Lacey, tell us why Clyde Thisleton wants to break Zeke’s arms.”

Lacey replied, “In the past, Zeke and Clyde made a bet with each other.”

“If Zeke takes ownership of the Third Military Factory, Clyde will have to kneel in apology to him, and stay out of

Zeke’s sight for the rest of his life.”

“However, if Clyde gets ahold of the Third Military Factory, Zeke promised to kneel in apology and break both of his

arms to boot.”

This new piece of information made everyone suck in a deep breath.

They had watched the live broadcast of the Grand Ceremony.

The ownership of the Third Military Factory had been handed over to the King Class warrior.

Had Clyde somehow managed to take it back from him?

Faith took a deep breath. “Okay, we mustn’t panic.”

“Zeke was way too reckless this time.”

“Lacey, give Zeke a call and warn him not to come. Tell him to find a place to hide for a time being.”

“With me around, they won’t dare to do anything to us.”

Nodding, Lacey snuck off to a quiet corner to call Zeke.

However, Clyde had seen everything.

Coldly, he snapped suspiciously, “Why are the whole lot of you behaving so sneakily?”

Oh dear, the Williamses and Hintons thought in despair, our plan has been foiled by Clyde.

A terrified hush fell over the entire room.

Stalking up to Lacey, Clyde snatched the phone away from her. “Are you trying to warn Zeke?”

“Isn’t he the Great Marshal? Don’t tell me he doesn’t even have the guts to show up in front of me today.”

“If he doesn’t show up to make good on our bet today, I’ll expose him to the entire world.”

“I’ll make sure to tear his reputation to shreds.”

Everyone’s hearts sank.

Just as they were all panicking, an icy voice sounded at the door. “Did I hear wrongly? Who wants to tear my

reputation to shreds?”

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Everyone turned to look at the latest arrival.

It was Zeke.

Lacey’s face turned ashen. Zeke right now was like a helpless lamb walking straight into the lion’s den.

Things were not looking good.

Walking towards Zeke, Lacey stammered, “Zeke, you...”

Zeke caressed her hair softly. “Lacey, don’t worry. Everything’s alright.”

Clyde laughed coldly. “Why, Zeke, I do admire you for being so brave.”

“Let’s skip the pleasantries, shall we? I see you’ve come to make good on our bet.”

Zeke nodded. “Yes, it’s time for you to keep your promise.”

Enraged, Clyde spat, “You’re the one who should be keeping your promise!”

“As far as I know, you didn’t even manage to attend the Grand Ceremony. Am I supposed to believe that you

managed to get your hands on the Third Military Factory?”

The tension was palpable. It was true—no one had seen Zeke on television during the coronation ceremony.

To fall from grace was such an awful thing.

Even the once-revered Great Marshal had been stripped of his right to attend the coronation ceremony after losing

his powers.