The Protector

The staff of Oriental Star Group were puzzled.

Just this morning, Shawn had left haughtily with a bunch of other people. So what is he doing back here now?

Are they here to show off?

It doesn’t seem like it though.

They look so tense, as though something bad has happened.

Zoey’s assistant immediately informed her about Shawn’s return.

“Hold them off. Don’t let them come in,” Zoey ordered.

Levi had just texted her about what Maurice and the others had gone through.

Shawn and his group were stopped at the entrance.

“What’s going on? Let us in! Don’t you know who I am, Zane?” Shawn bellowed at the security guard.

Maurice chimed in, “You’re just a bloody security guard! What right do you have to stop us?”

He despised those who worked as security guards and janitors.

A few guards responded angrily, “You’re no longer an employee of Oriental Star Group, so you can’t enter however you please!”

“You…”

Shawn froze.

He had submitted his resignation letter earlier this morning, so he was indeed no longer a company staff.

“Let me tell you this, you stinkin’ guards. I’m here to discuss a project that’s worth a few billion with Ms. Lopez.

Shawn and the others added. “Who do you think you are? How dare you try to

directors were being held back by a few lowly security guards,

refused to budge. “You

them not to let anyone

they had nothing to

money that you want? Here! Take

and slapped the guards across

guards, and that’s all you get to be your

in anger but remained

wasn’t unusual for them

elites, being a security guard

could only suppress their rage and do

simply a common

“What’s going on?”

voice suddenly rang

It was Levi.

“Mr. Garrison…”

up when they

pillar of

guards, whether they

looking down on these guys? What’s wrong with being a security guard? Are they inferior to

“I…”

was at a

also Zoey’s husband, so they dared not tick him

was holding

Zoey Lopez’s help. We can’t piss

“Apologize,” Levi demanded.