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.

family as the eight hundred White Army soldiers glared at him

slapping Richard was akin to showing the Caesar family

take

needed was a command for them to rip Russell

Russell really messed up by stepping over

younger generation are all boastful little brats, and I got to see that for myself today! By the way, where’s that

in Quebec would ever reject his son’s advances, so imagine the irony he felt when Abigail rejected

entire Caesar family was curious to

that, the Black

trouble, but Abigail mustn’t get

direct descendant of

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

of my son. Brilliant ladies are hard to find, but pretty ladies are littered all over the city. My son can get a pretty lady any time he wants, so of

look in the mirror? How dare she reject

pretty face, does she even have anything

Caesar family lambasted her at that

turned into a contemptuous one as she snorted, “You’re right! I am not worthy

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