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

Richard was

definitely wouldn’t take that lying

they needed was a command for them to rip Russell into

by stepping over the Caesar

laughed maniacally. “I heard that the Black family’s younger generation are all boastful little brats, and I got to see that for myself today! By the way,

his son’s advances, so imagine the

entire Caesar family was curious to see how Abigail

the Black family

trouble, but Abigail mustn’t get

all, she’s a direct descendant

stepped towards Patrick fearlessly and smiled. “I’m Abigail. I’m sorry, but I’m really not

ladies are littered all over the city. My son can get a pretty lady any time he wants, so

Does she even look in the

face, does she

lambasted her

she snorted, “You’re right! I am not worthy of Timothy, so why

from the Black family