Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2194

Obviously, Lacey could tell that Bill was making things difficult deliberately.

Since you don't have good intentions, don't blame me for beating you at your game!

Indeed, Bill was at a loss for words after hearing what Lacey said.

After a moment of hesitation, he replied coldly, “Hmph! How would I know? He bought it, not me! Why could I've remembered it so clearly?”

Lacey suggested carefully, “Why don't you ask your son?”

He rebuked, “My son is a public official too! He's working now, so I can't possibly disturb him just for such a minor issue!”

He was evidently trying to act dumb.

Left with no choice, Lacey shot a glance at Harry to seek his help.

Hopefully, Harry can help me. It's very unlikely for that to happen, though.

Harry's smile had now disappeared. Instead, a cold expression crossed his face.

By deliberately putting Mrs. Williams in a difficult position, Bill has committed a heinous crime.

He's courting death, huh?

Harry no longer spoke to Bill politely. After lighting a cigarette, he said curtly, “Mr. Zimmer, I have something secret to tell you. I'd like to speak to you outside.”

Huh?

When Bill noticed Harry's change in tone, he frowned.

What's up with Harry? How dare he speak to me while smoking? He sounds hostile too. How bold of him!

Bill replied coldly. “I don't have time.”

Harry insisted, “Mr. Zimmer, this secret is very important to you. If you don't listen to my report, you'll face a horrible consequence. I promise you.”

Looking at Harry's solemn expression and sincere advice, Bill started to feel nervous.

What nonsense is Harry up to?

However, Bill decided to listen to what Harry had to say just to be safe.

“Fine, I'll give you a few minutes.”

Glancing at Lacey, Harry asked, “Ms. Hinton, may we please use your lounge?”

She immediately nodded. “Go ahead!”

After walking into the lounge with Bill, Harry slammed the door shut behind him.

“Why did you want to talk to me...”

Before Bill could even finish his sentence, Harry bellowed, “Kneel!”

What?

Bill stared at Harry with his mouth agape.

How dare this b*stard yell and me and ask me to kneel? Such insolence!

Refusing to back down, Bill snapped, “Harry, you must be out of your mind! How dare you ask me to kneel? Where did you get that courage from?”

Harry replied, “Why can't I ask you to kneel? Do you recognize this, Bill?”

As he spoke, he took out a badge from his pocket.

The badge was purple with a griffin sewn on it. Although the image was very small, it was very intricate and authoritative. Furthermore, it gave off an intimidating aura.

Bill was stunned when he saw the griffin badge.

A chill ran down his spine as he asked in a trembling voice, “Is... Is that the griffin badge? Isn't it Great Marshal's?”

Harry replied, “That's right. “

What?

Bill's knees gave way, causing him to collapse to the ground.

The purple griffin badge is Great Marshal's possession! Why does Harry have it?

Rumor has it that those with this badge will have the same authority as Great Marshal. They have the right to punish anyone—from corrupt officials to even royalty themselves.

He's just a superintendent! He's nothing compared to me. How could I have possibly seen Great Marshal or someone with his griffin badge?

This must be fake!

Bill gulped frantically. “This... This is fake. This is definitely fake! How would you know Great Marshal? Harry, do you know how grave a sin it is to make a fake copy of Great Marshal's griffin badge?”

Harry scoffed, “I'm just a superintendent. Why would I dare to make a fake replica of Great Marshal's possession? If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you.”

He whipped out his phone and played a video for Bill.