The Protector

“By the way, where’s the person who slapped my father?” Patrick Caesar, Richard’s son, asked in a cold voice.

When he and his siblings heard that their father was slapped in the face, they almost launched their attack that very day.

After all, this was something completely unacceptable to the Caesar family.

This is absolutely preposterous!

How dare someone slap the Richard Caesar?

Simply unbelievable.

“I did it!”

Russell stepped forward and stared at Patrick bravely.

“Hah! Very well then! An insolent fool like you dares to slap my father?!” Patrick bellowed.

“Indeed, I was the one who slapped him! He asked someone to slap me, so I slapped him back to return the favor! An eye for an eye.”

Russell stared at Patrick fearlessly.

the entire Caesar family as the eight hundred White Army soldiers

a matter of honor, so slapping Richard was

take that lying

was a command for them to rip Russell into

time, Russell really messed up by stepping over the Caesar family’s bottom

Black family’s younger generation are all boastful little brats, and I got to see that for

his son’s advances, so imagine the

was why the entire Caesar family was curious to see

that, the

into trouble, but Abigail mustn’t get

she’s a direct descendant of the

“I’m Abigail. I’m sorry, but I’m really not interested in your

but pretty ladies are littered all

she even look in the mirror? How dare

her pretty face, does she even

family lambasted

contemptuous one as she snorted, “You’re right! I am not worthy of Timothy, so why are you

Youngsters from the Black family really are cocky!”