Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1846

Sole Wolf was stumped. “What do you have in mind, Zeke?”

“To lure Wendy out, of course. Say, if she were to know that I was dead, would she grow suspicious of the rumor and try to make it to my funeral, or even come to my tomb herself to verify?”

Sole Wolf was hit by a pang of realization and said, “Got it. We'll get to it right away.”

Meanwhile, in Adrian's luxurious office in Royal Casino, Adrian, Robert, Jason, and Ivan were pacing back and forth in the office anxiously.

Their anxiety intensified with each passing second as Edmund had yet to return at that hour and did not even attempt to contact them.

They could not help but wonder about the progress of the mission.

Edmund was one of Adrian's best men and had completed well above 90% of missions assigned to him. They did not think that Edmund would disappoint them this time.

Did Zeke Williams try anything funny?

Sounds of hurried footsteps filled the corridor outside the office as they were overcome by anxiety.

The group of people tensed right away as they stood to their attention.

They could not think of another person other than Edmund who would come to Adrian's office at that particular hour.

Robert gave his son a look.

Jason knew what his father meant and went over to the door to glance out the office. His face beamed with delight at the sight before him.

“Edmund's back.”

Relieved, the group rejoiced in renewed hope.

Edmund felt his throat going dry after going into the office. He lifted a glass of water and took a big gulp of water to pacify himself.

The man was actually scared out of his wits thanks to the Great Marshal.

Robert grew impatient and asked, “Edmund, so how did the mission go?”

Edmund wiped his mouth and said, “Mission accomplished.”

Relieved, everyone beamed with joy. “Are you saying that the mission's successful?”

With a smile, Edmund nodded. “Of course. I've poisoned Zeke Williams, three women, and a child. They're all dead.”

Laughter reverberated in the office for a long time upon hearing Edmund's report.

Zeke Williams is finally dead! We have avenged ourselves!

Curious, Jason asked, “How did you poison them, though? Our original plan wasn't to poison them.”

Edmund replied calmly, “I knew that Zeke was a soldier the moment I first saw him. He didn't seem like an ordinary man. If he truly held a high position in the military, it would be quite difficult to deal with him. So, I decided to just poison them all.”

“I suppose you didn't leave any evidence behind, right?” Jason asked.

“Don't worry. The poison that I used was tasteless and odorless. Nobody would be able to trace it to our end,” Edmund reassured him.

“Besides, I will be the one responsible if anything goes awry. I won't rat all of you out.”

Pleased with his assurance, Robert tapped on Edmund's shoulders and lauded the man, “Well done, Edmund. Name your prize. I will gladly fulfill it.”

“Mr. Conrad saved my life. I have him to thank for everything that I have,” Edmund replied humbly. “Just thank Mr. Conrad if you must.”

Robert glanced at Adrian, and before he could say anything, the latter waved his hands to dismiss Robert, “Don't sweat on it. It's what I should do.”

Robert let out a chortle. “You're indeed a great friend! All right then, I won't mention thanks any longer.”

He made his way over to the window and looked outside of it as he mumbled to himself. “There's a slum district right behind the Royal Casino. They're really dragging the whole standard and feel of the Royal Casino down. I'm hoping to develop the slum into an entertainment city and hand it back to you. I hope that you'll accept it, Adrian.”

Adrian smiled. “I suppose I can't decline such a gracious gift, right?”