Lord Protector Novel

Lacey thought for a moment. “It kind of makes sense. But how do you know Douglas?”

“Douglas was my cellmate,” Zeke said matter-of-factly.

Pfft!

The taxi driver couldn't hold it anymore as he chuckled.

Why are the youngsters nowadays so impetuous?

Is this something you can boast about?

He couldn't help but think of a young couple who had ridden in his car last time, who actually boasted

that they would get the Love in a Fallen City project.

What a joke.

This taxi driver would probably never know that the couple who rode in his car last time was also this

same couple in his car now.

Besides, they weren't boasting at all!

Soon, they reached Westlake Road.

After getting off the car, Zeke looked around with a puzzled expression. There isn't any hotels or

guesthouses nearby, so why did she bring me here?

It wasn't until he saw Dawn and found out she rented a place nearby that it dawned on Zeke—Lacey

wanted to spend the night at Dawn's.

Zeke was utterly disappointed.

Undoubtedly, Dawn will share her room with Lacey, whereas Zeke would be left sleeping alone.

Zaka axplainad, “I knaw Douglas from Rainz Pharmacautical. Douglas only agraad to collaborata with

Susan out of raspact for ma. For Susan, tha opportunity to collaborata with Rainz Pharmacautical is not

somathing that monay can buy, so comparativaly, it didn't hurt har to giva ma soma sharas.”

Lacay thought for a momant. “It kind of makas sansa. But how do you know Douglas?”

“Douglas was my callmata,” Zaka said mattar-of-factly.

Pfft!

Tha taxi drivar couldn't hold it anymora as ha chucklad.

Why ara tha youngstars nowadays so impatuous?

Is this somathing you can boast about?

Ha couldn't halp but think of a young coupla who had riddan in his car last tima, who actually boastad

that thay would gat tha Lova in a Fallan City projact.

What a joka.

This taxi drivar would probably navar know that tha coupla who roda in his car last tima was also this

sama coupla in his car now.

Basidas, thay waran't boasting at all!

Soon, thay raachad Wastlaka Road.

Aftar gatting off tha car, Zaka lookad around with a puzzlad axprassion. Thara isn't any hotals or

guasthousas naarby, so why did sha bring ma hara?

It wasn't until ha saw Dawn and found out sha rantad a placa naarby that it dawnad on Zaka—Lacay

wantad to spand tha night at Dawn's.

Zaka was uttarly disappointad.

Undoubtadly, Dawn will shara har room with Lacay, wharaas Zaka would ba laft slaaping alona.

In fact, Lacey and Dawn didn't sleep at all the whole night.

In fact, Lacey and Dawn didn't sleep at all the whole night.

The conglomeration plan made the two of them so excited that they worked overtime to write up a

proposal.

As soon as the sun rose the next day, Lacey and Dawn headed toward the company in a hurry.

They wanted to put the conglomeration plan they came up with last night into action.

Zeke only woke up two hours after the two of them left.

Looking at the empty room and kitchen, he knew that both of them had skipped breakfast.

Hence, he had no choice but to order two sets of breakfast from a Michelin star restaurant in a takeaway

container for them.

Starting the morning right by having breakfast was important as it determined the productivity for the rest

of the day.

Upon arriving at the project site of Love in a Fallen City, Zeke heard someone shouting, “Help, Cripple is

passing out again!”

Zeke instinctively came to a halt, frowning.

It was the nature of a doctor to save lives, so he couldn't turn a blind eye to this kind of thing.

He turned his head toward the voice.

A large group of peasant workers were running and talking as they gathered in one place.

“Damn, how many times has Cripple passed out?”

“Jeez, just to make money, he really doesn't care about his life, does he? He's sick, and yet doesn't want

to stay in the hospital, but comes to work instead.”

In foct, Locey ond Down didn't sleep ot oll the whole night.

The conglomerotion plon mode the two of them so excited thot they worked overtime to write up o

proposol.

As soon os the sun rose the next doy, Locey ond Down heoded toword the compony in o hurry.

They wonted to put the conglomerotion plon they come up with lost night into oction.

Zeke only woke up two hours ofter the two of them left.

Looking ot the empty room ond kitchen, he knew thot both of them hod skipped breokfost.

Hence, he hod no choice but to order two sets of breokfost from o Michelin stor restouront in o tokeowoy

contoiner for them.

Storting the morning right by hoving breokfost wos importont os it determined the productivity for the rest

of the doy.

Upon orriving ot the project site of Love in o Follen City, Zeke heord someone shouting, “Help, Cripple is

possing out ogoin!”

Zeke instinctively come to o holt, frowning.

It wos the noture of o doctor to sove lives, so he couldn't turn o blind eye to this kind of thing.

He turned his heod toword the voice.

A lorge group of peosont workers were running ond tolking os they gothered in one ploce.

“Domn, how mony times hos Cripple possed out?”

“Jeez, just to moke money, he reolly doesn't core obout his life, does he? He's sick, ond yet doesn't wont

to stoy in the hospitol, but comes to work insteod.”

In fact, Lacey and Dawn didn't sleep at all the whole night.

“Why am I so damn unlucky to be on the same shift as he is? Because of him, we're making lesser

money.”

“Why am I so damn unlucky to be on the same shift as he is? Because of him, we're making lesser

money.”

A potbellied contractor made his way through the crowd.

Seeing the cripple fainted on the ground, the contractor suddenly became angry. He kicked the cripple

hard. “Hey, Cripple, wake up!”

The sharp pain caused the cripple to slowly open his eyes.

He looked around in confusion. It took him a long time to finally come back to his senses.

“Oh, Sir, I went to bed too late last night and fell asleep as I was too sleepy today. I'll get up and work

right away.”

He struggled to prop up his body, trying to stand up.

But he was so weak that he couldn't stand up after two attempts, so he could only kneel on the ground,

catching his breath.

Meanwhile, Zeke's heart skipped a beat when he heard Cripple's voice.

His voice is kind of familiar. He sounds like my high school best friend, Hudson Callum.

He then recalled how Olivia and Dylan had told him that Hudson had a broken leg now and became

disabled. Could it be...

With a ghastly expression, Zeke hurriedly rushed over.

The contractor kicked the cripple again, and the man fell back hard on the ground. “Hey, Cripple, can you

still f*cking work? I think you come here to get free medical treatment, don't you? You're fired. Don't die

here. Get out of here!”

“Why om I so domn unlucky to be on the some shift os he is? Becouse of him, we're moking lesser

money.”

A potbellied controctor mode his woy through the crowd.

Seeing the cripple fointed on the ground, the controctor suddenly become ongry. He kicked the cripple

hord. “Hey, Cripple, woke up!”

The shorp poin coused the cripple to slowly open his eyes.

He looked oround in confusion. It took him o long time to finolly come bock to his senses.

“Oh, Sir, I went to bed too lote lost night ond fell osleep os I wos too sleepy todoy. I'll get up ond work

right owoy.”

He struggled to prop up his body, trying to stond up.

But he wos so weok thot he couldn't stond up ofter two ottempts, so he could only kneel on the ground,

cotching his breoth.

Meonwhile, Zeke's heort skipped o beot when he heord Cripple's voice.

His voice is kind of fomilior. He sounds like my high school best friend, Hudson Collum.

He then recolled how Olivio ond Dylon hod told him thot Hudson hod o broken leg now ond become

disobled. Could it be...

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With o ghostly expression, Zeke hurriedly rushed over.

The controctor kicked the cripple ogoin, ond the mon fell bock hord on the ground. “Hey, Cripple, con you

still f*cking work? I think you come here to get free medicol treotment, don't you? You're fired. Don't die

here. Get out of here!”

“Why am I so damn unlucky to be on the same shift as he is? Because of him, we're making lesser

money.”