Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1928

Thomas gave Emma a hard slap to the face, and the woman involuntarily fell to the ground.

A drop of blood hung by the corner of Emma's mouth when Thomas approached her with a devious smile.

“You'd better do what I say if you want to save your daughter. Otherwise, things would end terribly for you and her. That I promise you.”

“Stop this while you still can. If Zeke finds out, you're as good as dead,” reminded Emma through gritted teeth.

As if he was told a joke, Thomas suddenly burst out laughing.

“Zeke? If I'm not mistaken, he's probably dead by now. Thanks to the Boxing King. You think you can threaten me with a dead man?”

Upon hearing that, Emma shivered instinctively. “Killed by the Boxing King? He showed up for the boxing match?”

“Of course. That idiot insisted on fighting Mr. Boxing King. He thinks he has a chance against the champ. What a joke!”

“What about my daughter? Where is she? He was supposed to look after her.”

“Oh, Zeke didn't forget about that cripple; he brought her to the match. However, now that he's dead, I assume she's all alone. With nobody to care for her, she's probably going to freeze to death by herself in the gym.”

Immediately, Emma's eyes widened in horror as she stared into space. I have to save my daughter! She needs me!

Emma tried to make a break for it but was quickly pinned down by Thomas.

“Let's not waste any more time. I need this right now!”

Even though Emma struggled with every ounce of her being, she failed to break free.

Just when it seemed hopeless, the window was suddenly smashed to pieces.

Shocked by the loud crashing sound, both Thomas and Emma immediately shifted their attention to the window.

Before they could figure out what just happened, a tiny silver needle went through Thomas with great force and sent the man tumbling backward.

Thomas let out a wail and instantly filled the room with his cry of agony.

The man's attacker had intended to cause him great pain when they launched the needle.

Although Emma had no idea what happened to Thomas, she knew that was her chance to escape.

“You think you can get away? You're wrong!” shouted Thomas when he noticed Emma trying to get on her feet.

The man threw himself forward to grab Emma by the ankle, causing her to lose her footing and end up on the ground once again.

“Help! Help me!” cried Emma frantically before a mysterious figure entered the room through the broken window.

With a kick, the figure sent Thomas flying again.

Who the heck does this guy think he is! After being assaulted twice, Thomas got so furious that he forgot all about the pain.

He looked toward the figure as soon as he hit the ground, only to be stupefied when he realized that his attacker was Zeke. What the heck? How is this possible? I thought the Boxing King took care of Zeke. How is he still alive and well? He didn't beat the Boxing King, did he? No, that's not possible!

“Emma, are you okay?” asked Zeke concernedly while helping the woman to her feet.

Emma could not be happier to see Zeke. “Thank goodness! You're all right! I knew Thomas lied to me. You never went to the boxing match, did you?”

“Why the heck would I lie to you? He did turn up for the match,” insisted Thomas before turning to Zeke. “How? How are you still alive?”