The Protector

The Black family was numb with shock when they saw Russell’s car loaded with special cigarettes and liquors.

Robert and Meredith’s eyes twinkled.

“God has indeed blessed the Black family! My son is too amazing!” Xaiden praised.

Robert and Meredith grasped Russell’s hands, only to make him feel awkward because this had nothing to do with him at all.

“Grandpa, Grandma actually—”

“This is enough, Russell,” Meredith interrupted, thinking that Russell was trying to be modest. “This carload of cigarettes and liquors are enough for the rest of our lives.”

“Yeah, you don’t have to say much, Russell. We understand.”

Robert patted on Russell’s shoulders.

On second thought, Russell stopped trying to explain, remembering that he had signed a non-disclosure agreement to keep everything he saw a secret before leaving the South Warzone.

“Work hard, Russell. Your Grandpa and I have decided to exhaust all our resources to nurture you,” Meredith said.

Quintus and the others were envious, and so were Aaron and Caitlyn.

send a carload of

Where is he?

today, Russell? Who’s the God of War of

wanna know.”

gave a nervous titter. “Grandpa, Grandma, as much as I want to tell you, I can

a non-disclosure agreement?! Oh,

Robert looked at each other in the eye with a look of

I am sure of is,” Russell continued, “that the Black family will prosper from now on! So Grandpa, Grandma, you guys have

God of War was the son-in-law of the Black family, and Russell could

them by

promised. “We’ve accepted Caitlyn and Aaron again. They are one of us

and Caitlyn

you, Mom and

at them. “You should

you, Russell!” the both of

an

too bad,” Meredith

did it