The Protector

“Slap him!” Bob, the butler, was infuriated.

“Russell, slap yourself!” Meredith said in a stern tone as a response to Bob’s suggestion.

She was infuriated at Russell’s brash comment.

All this while, Russell was one of the younger members of the Blacks whom she had no need of worrying.

However, she did not expect Russell to go against them at this critical point.

“I’m so disappointed in you, Russell! Slap yourself!”

Robert also felt disheartened at Russell’s rebellious attitude.

Yet, Russell shook his head stubbornly, “I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong, grandpa and grandma. I will not apologize!”

“You’re wrong for refuting Mr. Caesar!” Meredith roared at him.

“Who proposes in such a tyrannical manner? What does he take Abigail for? A toy?” Russell asked. Clearly, he was not giving in either.

Abigail agreed, “Yes! That’s right! Why do we have to cater to the Caesar family’s every whim?”

Richard laughed as he listened to their exchanges.

“You may be right, but the Caesar family is indeed stronger than the Blacks. If I say you’re wrong, then you’re definitely wrong!” Richard said condescendingly.

relented, “Yes, it’s survival of the fittest. We are

herself, so she knew better than any

give in when life demanded her

simply because we’re weaker?” Russell

yourself, and

Russell like Russell was no

and shook his head, “No, I will

he have to slap himself?”

because they knew Levi

this arranged marriage even if there was no

me with how you discipline your

and Robert could

forward and

brief heartbeat, drop-dead silence

at

young, Meredith had never

because of the

The Blacks sighed.

low if it weren’t for our deteriorating

my position…” Meredith

Abigail! You

“Yes. You don’t have