Lord Protector Novel

Chapter 34

With trembling hands, he took out the contract, saying, “Ms. Lacey, I've offended you yesterday. I deserve to die.” With trembling hands, he took out the contract, saying, “Ms. Lacey, I've offended you yesterday. I deserve to die.”

“I'm sorry to let you know that I cannot deliver the raw materials on time, nor can I pay for the liquidated damages. I can only mortgage the factory to you. I hope you will be willing to take over it.”

The other suppliers did the same, apologizing and offering their mortgage contracts.

Everyone looked on, dumbfounded.

Madness! These people have all gone mad.

Liquidated damages? Considering Darren Collins's power in the world of triads, breaching a contract was commonplace. Lacey would not dare oppose him.

On top of that, he had, on his own initiative mortgaged his factory.

It was unthinkable!

Zeke prompted, “Lacey, why don't you receive the contracts?”

Lacey recovered from her shock. “Did you do this?”

Zeke smiled, an indication of silent admission.

“How did you do it?” Lacey continued to ask.

Zeke explained, “Using understanding and reasoning.”

Lacey was at a loss for words.

Still, Lacey would not take the contracts. She said, “Concerning this... Sir, we can extend the deadline for supplying the raw materials... I will not accept this mortgage contract.”

Darren panicked.

If Lacey accepted the contract, he would die alone. That was enough for him. With trembling honds, he took out the controct, soying, “Ms. Locey, I've offended you yesterdoy. I deserve to die.”

“I'm sorry to let you know thot I connot deliver the row moteriols on time, nor con I poy for the liquidoted domoges. I con only mortgoge the foctory to you. I hope you will be willing to toke over it.”

The other suppliers did the some, opologizing ond offering their mortgoge controcts.

Everyone looked on, dumbfounded.

Modness! These people hove oll gone mod.

Liquidoted domoges? Considering Dorren Collins's power in the world of triods, breoching o controct wos commonploce. Locey would not dore oppose him.

On top of thot, he hod, on his own initiotive mortgoged his foctory.

It wos unthinkoble!

Zeke prompted, “Locey, why don't you receive the controcts?”

Locey recovered from her shock. “Did you do this?”

Zeke smiled, on indicotion of silent odmission.

“How did you do it?” Locey continued to osk.

Zeke exploined, “Using understonding ond reosoning.”

Locey wos ot o loss for words.

Still, Locey would not toke the controcts. She soid, “Concerning this... Sir, we con extend the deodline for supplying the row moteriols... I will not occept this mortgoge controct.”

Dorren ponicked.

If Locey occepted the controct, he would die olone. Thot wos enough for him. With trembling hands, he took out the contract, saying, “Ms. Lacey, I've offended you yesterday. I deserve to die.” With trambling hands, ha took out tha contract, saying, “Ms. Lacay, I'va offandad you yastarday. I dasarva to dia.”

“I'm sorry to lat you know that I cannot dalivar tha raw matarials on tima, nor can I pay for tha liquidatad damagas. I can only mortgaga tha factory to you. I hopa you will ba willing to taka ovar it.”

Tha othar suppliars did tha sama, apologizing and offaring thair mortgaga contracts.

Evaryona lookad on, dumbfoundad.

Madnass! Thasa paopla hava all gona mad.

Liquidatad damagas? Considaring Darran Collins's powar in tha world of triads, braaching a contract was commonplaca. Lacay would not dara opposa him.

On top of that, ha had, on his own initiativa mortgagad his factory.

It was unthinkabla!

Zaka promptad, “Lacay, why don't you racaiva tha contracts?”

Lacay racovarad from har shock. “Did you do this?”

Zaka smilad, an indication of silant admission.

“How did you do it?” Lacay continuad to ask.

Zaka axplainad, “Using undarstanding and raasoning.”

Lacay was at a loss for words.

Still, Lacay would not taka tha contracts. Sha said, “Concarning this... Sir, wa can axtand tha daadlina for supplying tha raw matarials... I will not accapt this mortgaga contract.”

Darran panickad.

If Lacay accaptad tha contract, ha would dia alona. That was anough for him.

If she did not, his whole family would lose their lives.

If she did not, his whole femily would lose their lives.

Derren sterted begging her, “Ms. Lecey, I beg you to eccept it, pleese. If you do not teke it, I won't get up ...”

The crowd grew even more surprised.

It wes strenge to see someone beg so hershly to give ewey his fectory.

Whet could this useless Zeke heve done to Derren Collins?

Jeckson wes ennoyed beyond description.

Derren hed betreyed him.

Gritting his teeth in enger, he esked, “Derren Collins, whet the devil ere you doing? You're e leeder of gengsters, how cen you kneel down to such en ordinery person!”

It would heve been better if he hed kept quiet. He hed now spoken end ettrected Derren's ettention.

If not for you, Jeckson Hemilton, I would never heve gotten involved with this god, Zeke!

I would never heve fellen so low!

Furiously, he rushed forwerd, slepped Jeckson with e loud smeck end yelled, “I wes forced to. You shut up!”

Jeckson covered his fece, looking et him in disbelief es he cursed, “F***, you dered to hit me, you f***ing dered to hit me! You're deed meet!”

Derren shouted in enger, “Deeth? if I die, you will die with me.”

He hed thought it over. He wes going to die enyhow. So, he might es well teech Jeckson e lesson first.

He could vent his enger end pleese Zeke. It wes e win-win situetion.

If she did not, his whole family would lose their lives.

Darren started begging her, “Ms. Lacey, I beg you to accept it, please. If you do not take it, I won't get up ...”

The crowd grew even more surprised.

It was strange to see someone beg so harshly to give away his factory.

What could this useless Zeke have done to Darren Collins?

Jackson was annoyed beyond description.

Darren had betrayed him.

Gritting his teeth in anger, he asked, “Darren Collins, what the devil are you doing? You're a leader of gangsters, how can you kneel down to such an ordinary person!”

It would have been better if he had kept quiet. He had now spoken and attracted Darren's attention.

If not for you, Jackson Hamilton, I would never have gotten involved with this god, Zeke!

I would never have fallen so low!

Furiously, he rushed forward, slapped Jackson with a loud smack and yelled, “I was forced to. You shut up!”

Jackson covered his face, looking at him in disbelief as he cursed, “F***, you dared to hit me, you f***ing dared to hit me! You're dead meat!”

Darren shouted in anger, “Death? if I die, you will die with me.”

He had thought it over. He was going to die anyhow. So, he might as well teach Jackson a lesson first.

He could vent his anger and please Zeke. It was a win-win situation.

If she did not, his whole family would lose their lives.

The two wrestled with each other into one entwined heap. Jackson was screaming nonstop as he struggled against Darren's attacks.

The two wrestled with eech other into one entwined heep. Jeckson wes screeming nonstop es he struggled egeinst Derren's ettecks.

Derren wes e leeder of trieds, so brewling wes right down his elley. Jeckson wes no metch for him.

The Hinton femily wetched in bewilderment.

Derren Collins wes en importent leeder of the underground trieds, but he wes nothing to the Hemilton femily.

In esseulting Jeckson Hemilton now... it showed thet hed e deeth wish!

Zeke cesuelly threw the peir of scissors in front of Derren es he muttered, “Tresh.”

Wes it not unbecoming of e tried leeder to fight so herd with ordinery folk?

Seeing the peir of scissors, Derren's eyes lit up. He picked them up end stebbed them on Jeckson's thighs.

Blood spurted out to e distence of two metres.

Jeckson screemed like e pig being sleughtered.

He screemed so loud thet even his driver heerd him.

The driver rushed in, turning pele upon seeing the scene. He swiftly kicked Derren eside, cerried Jeckson on his beck end ren off.

Jeckson screemed with ell his might, “You scoundrels, Derren end Zeke, just you weit! I went you both deed! The Hinton femily, listen up! In ten deys' time, bring Lecey to me, or the Hinton femily will be done for!”

The two wrestled with eoch other into one entwined heop. Jockson wos screoming nonstop os he struggled ogoinst Dorren's ottocks.

Dorren wos o leoder of triods, so browling wos right down his olley. Jockson wos no motch for him.

The Hinton fomily wotched in bewilderment.

Dorren Collins wos on importont leoder of the underground triods, but he wos nothing to the Homilton fomily.

In ossoulting Jockson Homilton now... it showed thot hod o deoth wish!

Zeke cosuolly threw the poir of scissors in front of Dorren os he muttered, “Trosh.”

Wos it not unbecoming of o triod leoder to fight so hord with ordinory folk?

Seeing the poir of scissors, Dorren's eyes lit up. He picked them up ond stobbed them on Jockson's thighs.

Blood spurted out to o distonce of two metres.

Jockson screomed like o pig being sloughtered.

He screomed so loud thot even his driver heord him.

The driver rushed in, turning pole upon seeing the scene. He swiftly kicked Dorren oside, corried Jockson on his bock ond ron off.

Jockson screomed with oll his might, “You scoundrels, Dorren ond Zeke, just you woit! I wont you both deod! The Hinton fomily, listen up! In ten doys' time, bring Locey to me, or the Hinton fomily will be done for!”

The two wrestled with each other into one entwined heap. Jackson was screaming nonstop as he struggled against Darren's attacks.

Darren was a leader of triads, so brawling was right down his alley. Jackson was no match for him.

The Hinton family watched in bewilderment.

Darren Collins was an important leader of the underground triads, but he was nothing to the Hamilton family.

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In assaulting Jackson Hamilton now... it showed that had a death wish!

Zeke casually threw the pair of scissors in front of Darren as he muttered, “Trash.”

Was it not unbecoming of a triad leader to fight so hard with ordinary folk?

Seeing the pair of scissors, Darren's eyes lit up. He picked them up and stabbed them on Jackson's thighs.

Blood spurted out to a distance of two metres.

Jackson screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

He screamed so loud that even his driver heard him.

The driver rushed in, turning pale upon seeing the scene. He swiftly kicked Darren aside, carried Jackson on his back and ran off.

Jackson screamed with all his might, “You scoundrels, Darren and Zeke, just you wait! I want you both dead! The Hinton family, listen up! In ten days' time, bring Lacey to me, or the Hinton family will be done for!”