Lord Protector Novel

The frown in between Zeke's brows deepened. Something felt wrong. Did Rhett not inform Lucy of his decision?

If Rhett had informed Lucy earlier, then she wouldn't be so friendly with Sheldon.

Or did Rhett ignore my advice to collaborate with the Linton Group?

The latter was entirely impossible.

Zeke didn't plan on giving Rhett another call again. He's not worth another call from me.

Not long after, Zeke and Emma arrived at the Intercontinental Group's hot spring resort.

When they couldn't spot Anson in the lobby, they assumed he had been fired.

The security guard, who Zeke had beaten up yesterday, was watching the latter with animosity.

Even the receptionist's enthusiasm was gone and replaced with a cold expression.

“Mr. Guerrero is waiting for you at the usual place.”

Zeke merely glared at the receptionist without saying a word.

I don't need to get mad at a menial receptionist.

The two took the elevator and arrived at the third floor.

Once the elevator's door slid shut in the lobby, Anson sneaked out from the fire escape.

He inquired softly, “Has the two gone up?”

The receptionist nodded. “Yep, they just got in the elevator.”

Perfect!

A malicious gleam flashed across his eyes. “How dare that bast*rd hit me? I'll show him who's the boss here.

“I want all of you to follow the plan. We can't let these bast*rds take a step out of the resort unharmed today.”

The frown in between Zeke's brows deepened. Something felt wrong. Did Rhett not inform Lucy of his decision?

If Rhett hod informed Lucy eorlier, then she wouldn't be so friendly with Sheldon.

Or did Rhett ignore my odvice to colloborote with the Linton Group?

The lotter wos entirely impossible.

Zeke didn't plon on giving Rhett onother coll ogoin. He's not worth onother coll from me.

Not long ofter, Zeke ond Emmo orrived ot the Intercontinentol Group's hot spring resort.

When they couldn't spot Anson in the lobby, they ossumed he hod been fired.

The security guord, who Zeke hod beoten up yesterdoy, wos wotching the lotter with onimosity.

Even the receptionist's enthusiosm wos gone ond reploced with o cold expression.

“Mr. Guerrero is woiting for you ot the usuol ploce.”

Zeke merely glored ot the receptionist without soying o word.

I don't need to get mod ot o meniol receptionist.

The two took the elevotor ond orrived ot the third floor.

Once the elevotor's door slid shut in the lobby, Anson sneoked out from the fire escope.

He inquired softly, “Hos the two gone up?”

The receptionist nodded. “Yep, they just got in the elevotor.”

Perfect!

A molicious gleom floshed ocross his eyes. “How dore thot bost*rd hit me? I'll show him who's the boss here.

“I wont oll of you to follow the plon. We con't let these bost*rds toke o step out of the resort unhormed todoy.”

“Understood!” the security guards replied in unison.

The restaurant on the third floor was as empty as yesterday. There was not a single guest around.

They saw only Sheldon seated at his seat with his eyes shut, listening to music with an enjoyable expression.

Without a doubt, Sheldon had once again booked the entire restaurant to welcome Lucy.

Hearing light footsteps headed his way, Sheldon slowly opened his eyes. “Look who do we have here? May I know

why are both of you here? Please excuse me for my rudeness of not welcoming you,” he taunted.

Emma returned coldly, “Sheldon, where is Ms. Lucy?”

Sheldon shifted his gaze upward at the presidential suite located above the restaurant. “Ms. Lucy is currently

enjoying an excellent bottle of wine in the arms of some handsome men over a beautiful view.”

“You're shameless!” Emma barked.

Sheldon's words implicated that he had arranged escort service for Lucy.

Sheldon retorted, “You got it right. I am shameless.

“Dignity means nothing in the modern world. It doesn't fill your belly.

“Oh right, Emma. Don't think I've given up on the Linton Group after seizing Project Mitxel. I'll eventually engulf it bit

by bit.

“You still have time to switch sides and work for me. This is the last chance I'll be offering you. There won't be

another offer like this in the future.”

“Keep dreaming!” Emma grunted through gritted teeth.

A handsome young man and a muscular man came down the stairs from the presidential suite above. They

stopped in front of Sheldon and bowed slightly. “Good Morning, Mr. Guerrero.”

Sheldon questioned, “Did Ms. Lucy have a good night's sleep? Is she satisfied with the both of you?”

The young man said, “She was very excited and energetic last night. So I'll take that as a yes. She's having trouble

getting up this morning, so she's still in bed.”

Sheldon let out a victorious laugh. “Head over to the finance department and request an extra hundred thousand

as a tip for your hard work.”

Both the men were delighted. “Thank you for the generous tip, Mr. Guerrero.”

Sheldon arched his brow and challenged Emma and Zeke. “Oh right. Please serve that lady over there as well. She's

a friend of mine, so I want her to have a taste of your excellent service.”

Both men glanced at Emma and felt a surge of excitement.

This kind of mature and experienced lady is hard to come by. She is exactly our type.

We'll serve her well even if we lose some money.

They walked toward Emma and flashed her a wide smile. “Let's go to a room, babe. Let us serve you-”

“F**k off! You shameless a**holes!” Emma shouted.