The Protector

Levi was both agreeable and approachable, setting all of them at ease.

It was no wonder that Jesse Nielsen, the leader of North Hampton, just told them to treat the God of War as they would any other normal young man.

Even the boss of The Abyss, Orion Sinclair, followed behind them in awe.

He was genuinely both excited and on edge at the same time. These were definitely the biggest shots his club had welcomed ever since he started operating it.

These people arrived in a group of more than twenty. Even the God of War was here, a fact that still made Orion rub his eyes in disbelief.

Outside The Abyss, Derek faced a dilemma.

“So, they entered the club. Aren’t you and your men supposed to be the heavy hitters of South City? Just surround this place and force them out, now!” Timothy said coldly, lighting up a cigarette.

“At once, Mr. Caesar,” Derek said hastily. “Watch this!”

At this moment, Channing, Melvin, and the other rich heirs just laughed unkindly.

Then, they approached the entrance of The Abyss.

Abyss came out to welcome them personally, immediately greeting them respectfully.

We’re reserving the entire place tonight, and I don’t want anyone else coming in. Two, kick out all those who

addition to that, Silas did not even bother to pretend to be respectful as

staff of The

the manager actually

arrange that for you and your

matter?” Melvin demanded as his expression changed

not get his way, it was akin to being humiliated

but you didn’t notify us earlier, so our hands are tied. The only thing we can offer you now is a waive on you and your friends’ bill the next time you

that the club was fully booked by someone

of the club forcefully, making a loud crash. “Do I look

don’t need your charity!” The other rich heirs shouted

telling you – we don’t care who reserved the place tonight. Kick him out and tell him to get lost! We’re booking The Abyss today. You better

booked the club in advance. We have to follow procedure,” the manager said helplessly, looking

then, a ringing slap resounded through the air. In a flash, the manager held his face in shock as Melvin

by our rules. Now get

add insult to injury, Silas sent the manager crashing onto the ground with a

Caesar family, the quasi-royal clan of South Hampton! I’m interested to