The Protector

Iris frowned slightly as she uttered, “What’s wrong? Slow down and tell me what happened.”

The employee gabbled in panic, “Just now, a few of us were strolling around. All of a sudden, a group of people appeared and asked for money. We got into an altercation, and they started beating us up. Now, they have held some of our employees captive for ransom.”

All of them recalled the resort workers’ reminder — the locals were all two-fisted folks who liked to look for trouble.

However, none of them paid heed to the advice as they would never have expected something like this to happen on the island.

“Oh no! It must be Oliver Ross!” With a worried expression, one of the resort workers gibbered, “The bustle of the preparation work for the upcoming celebration must have caught his attention.”

“Who is this Oliver Ross?” Asked Levi.

dozens of the surrounding islands were all his territories. We pay him huge sums of money every year so

they don’t wander off the island. But what’s wrong

go and check it

to see six Morris Group employees being tied to the trees. They were flanked

was a 6’2 feet tall, pot-bellied, menacing-looking man. His intimidating aura suggested that he was none other than Oliver Ross, the local

their gaze on Iris, Zoey

of them had seen so many beautiful

ones engaged by the Joneses to get

going on here?” Asked the resort

bellowed, “Just now, we caught them peeing into the

we pee into the lake? You guys appeared out of nowhere and suddenly asked for protection money. You even beat us up when we refused