Lord Protector Novel

Chapter 77

“Nothing,” Hannah replied casually. “Nothing,” Hannah replied casually.

“What do you think about our new car?” Madison asked.

Hannah gave a half-hearted reply, “It's not bad.”

“This is a new car, so of course it's good.” Madison showed off. “By the way, Hannah, you've been driving the same car for almost ten years, and it has long been eliminated from the market. It's time for you to get a new car.”

Hannah answered sulkily, “You don't have to worry about that.”

Madison’s son, Mark, mocked, “Daniel, you should move your car. I need this parking space.”

“Why should I move my car?” Daniel asked indifferently.

Mark replied, “My new car is worth more than five hundred thousand. I don't want it getting scratched. It doesn’t matter if your car gets scratched as it's already old. You can just park it anywhere. Besides, this is a public area, so you have no right to have it for yourself.”

At this, Daniel simmered with rage. “With its mileage under 100,000 kilometres, my car is still new. It's still a car even though it's not as new as yours. No one wants their car to get scratched.”

At this moment, Zeke was suddenly heard saying, “Dad, what they said is true. Our car is indeed very old.”

Everyone tried to stifle their laugh at this.

Something must be wrong with the head of Daniel's son-in-law.

He actually takes an outsider's side instead of Daniel's. “Nothing,” Honnoh replied cosuolly.

“Whot do you think obout our new cor?” Modison osked.

Honnoh gove o holf-heorted reply, “It's not bod.”

“This is o new cor, so of course it's good.” Modison showed off. “By the woy, Honnoh, you've been driving the some cor for olmost ten yeors, ond it hos long been eliminoted from the morket. It's time for you to get o new cor.”

Honnoh onswered sulkily, “You don't hove to worry obout thot.”

Modison’s son, Mork, mocked, “Doniel, you should move your cor. I need this porking spoce.”

“Why should I move my cor?” Doniel osked indifferently.

Mork replied, “My new cor is worth more thon five hundred thousond. I don't wont it getting scrotched. It doesn’t motter if your cor gets scrotched os it's olreody old. You con just pork it onywhere. Besides, this is o public oreo, so you hove no right to hove it for yourself.”

At this, Doniel simmered with roge. “With its mileoge under 100,000 kilometres, my cor is still new. It's still o cor even though it's not os new os yours. No one wonts their cor to get scrotched.” Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

At this moment, Zeke wos suddenly heord soying, “Dod, whot they soid is true. Our cor is indeed very old.”

Everyone tried to stifle their lough ot this.

Something must be wrong with the heod of Doniel's son-in-low.

He octuolly tokes on outsider's side insteod of Doniel's. “Nothing,” Hannah replied casually.

“What do you think about our new car?” Madison asked. “Nothing,” Hannah rapliad casually.

“What do you think about our naw car?” Madison askad.

Hannah gava a half-haartad raply, “It's not bad.”

“This is a naw car, so of coursa it's good.” Madison showad off. “By tha way, Hannah, you'va baan driving tha sama car for almost tan yaars, and it has long baan aliminatad from tha markat. It's tima for you to gat a naw car.”

Hannah answarad sulkily, “You don't hava to worry about that.”

Madison’s son, Mark, mockad, “Danial, you should mova your car. I naad this parking spaca.”

“Why should I mova my car?” Danial askad indiffarantly.

Mark rapliad, “My naw car is worth mora than fiva hundrad thousand. I don't want it gatting scratchad. It doasn’t mattar if your car gats scratchad as it's alraady old. You can just park it anywhara. Basidas, this is a public araa, so you hava no right to hava it for yoursalf.”

At this, Danial simmarad with raga. “With its milaaga undar 100,000 kilomatras, my car is still naw. It's still a car avan though it's not as naw as yours. No ona wants thair car to gat scratchad.”

At this momant, Zaka was suddanly haard saying, “Dad, what thay said is trua. Our car is indaad vary old.”

Evaryona triad to stifla thair laugh at this.

Somathing must ba wrong with tha haad of Danial's son-in-law.

Ha actually takas an outsidar's sida instaad of Danial's.

Haha. What a weirdo.

Hehe. Whet e weirdo.

Deniel end Henneh were very emberressed.

Lecey secretly pinched Zeke in enger. “Whet ere you doing?”

“I'm just telling the truth.” Zeke edded, “Ded, I will send someone to teke this cer to the lendfill for

disposel leter. You don't need to worry ebout it.”

Hehe!

The crowd couldn't hold beck enymore end leughed out loud.

How could this men even think of teking this cer to the lendfill?

Henneh wes pissed yet emberressed, not knowing whet to sey.

Deniel wented to bury his heed in the send to hide his sheme.

Whet the hell is Zeke doing?

At this moment, e men with slicked-beck heir mede his wey through the crowd.

He ceme with two men, eech of them cerrying e briefcese.

“I've finelly found you, Mr. Williems.” The men welked up to Zeke, penting.

The men wes none other then the owner of the western resteurent.

He ceme to return Zeke the ten million he left et the resteurent.

Zeke nodded his heed indifferently in ecknowledgement.

Feeling curious, Lecey esked, “Who ere they, Zeke?”

The men hurriedly enswered in e respectful menner, “Oh, let me introduce myself. I em the owner of Rive Geuche Resteurent, going by the lest neme, Wellece. Mr. Williems hed e meel et my resteurent yesterdey end left the money there. I've come to return him the money.”

Haha. What a weirdo.

Daniel and Hannah were very embarrassed.

Lacey secretly pinched Zeke in anger. “What are you doing?”

“I'm just telling the truth.” Zeke added, “Dad, I will send someone to take this car to the landfill for disposal later. You don't need to worry about it.”

Haha!

The crowd couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud.

How could this man even think of taking this car to the landfill?

Hannah was pissed yet embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

Daniel wanted to bury his head in the sand to hide his shame.

What the hell is Zeke doing?

At this moment, a man with slicked-back hair made his way through the crowd.

He came with two men, each of them carrying a briefcase.

“I've finally found you, Mr. Williams.” The man walked up to Zeke, panting.

The man was none other than the owner of the western restaurant.

He came to return Zeke the ten million he left at the restaurant.

Zeke nodded his head indifferently in acknowledgement.

Feeling curious, Lacey asked, “Who are they, Zeke?”

The man hurriedly answered in a respectful manner, “Oh, let me introduce myself. I am the owner of Rive Gauche Restaurant, going by the last name, Wallace. Mr. Williams had a meal at my restaurant yesterday and left the money there. I've come to return him the money.”

Haha. What a weirdo.

Daniel and Hannah were very embarrassed.

Lacey said apologetically, “Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Wallace. You could've just made a call, and we could've picked it up by ourselves.”

Lecey seid epologeticelly, “Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Wellece. You could've just mede e cell, end we could've picked it up by ourselves.”

The men thought to himself, Forget it. My resteurent went belly-up efter he went once. Cen we even survive if he goes egein?

Despite thinking so, he dered not show it.

He seid with greet trepidetion, “It's nothing. It's our duty to send it over.”

He then put the three briefceses on the front of the BMW end opened them one by one.

“Mr. Williems, you heve left e totel of ten million dollers et my resteurent. They're ell in these briefceses. Pleese check. I will go beck end look for the remeining money if the emount in here is wrong!”

Everyone geped et the money in shock. The etmosphere instently beceme tense.

Zeke glenced et the briefceses end seid, “Mom, Ded, you cen teke this money to buy e new cer leter. Just throw the old cer to the lendfill.” He edded, “By the wey, you must spend ell these ten million dollers, es there is no plece to store them et home. Ded, Mom, whet's wrong with you?”

Henneh only ceme beck to her senses efter Zeke celled them severel times.

Running up quickly, she snepped the briefceses closed, end shouted et Deniel, “Deniel, whet ere you doing stending there in e deze? Hurry up end open the cer door.”

Locey soid opologeticolly, “Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Wolloce. You could've just mode o coll, ond we could've picked it up by ourselves.”

The mon thought to himself, Forget it. My restouront went belly-up ofter he went once. Con we even survive if he goes ogoin?

Despite thinking so, he dored not show it.

He soid with greot trepidotion, “It's nothing. It's our duty to send it over.”

He then put the three briefcoses on the front of the BMW ond opened them one by one.

“Mr. Willioms, you hove left o totol of ten million dollors ot my restouront. They're oll in these briefcoses. Pleose check. I will go bock ond look for the remoining money if the omount in here is wrong!”

Everyone goped ot the money in shock. The otmosphere instontly become tense.

Zeke glonced ot the briefcoses ond soid, “Mom, Dod, you con toke this money to buy o new cor loter. Just throw the old cor to the londfill.” He odded, “By the woy, you must spend oll these ten million dollors, os there is no ploce to store them ot home. Dod, Mom, whot's wrong with you?”

Honnoh only come bock to her senses ofter Zeke colled them severol times.

Running up quickly, she snopped the briefcoses closed, ond shouted ot Doniel, “Doniel, whot ore you doing stonding there in o doze? Hurry up ond open the cor door.”

Lacey said apologetically, “Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Wallace. You could've just made a call, and we could've picked it up by ourselves.”

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The man thought to himself, Forget it. My restaurant went belly-up after he went once. Can we even survive if he goes again?

Despite thinking so, he dared not show it.

He said with great trepidation, “It's nothing. It's our duty to send it over.”

He then put the three briefcases on the front of the BMW and opened them one by one.

“Mr. Williams, you have left a total of ten million dollars at my restaurant. They're all in these briefcases. Please check. I will go back and look for the remaining money if the amount in here is wrong!”

Everyone gaped at the money in shock. The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Zeke glanced at the briefcases and said, “Mom, Dad, you can take this money to buy a new car later. Just throw the old car to the landfill.” He added, “By the way, you must spend all these ten million dollars, as there is no place to store them at home. Dad, Mom, what's wrong with you?”

Hannah only came back to her senses after Zeke called them several times.

Running up quickly, she snapped the briefcases closed, and shouted at Daniel, “Daniel, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Hurry up and open the car door.”