Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2405

As Warren was a reflection carved out of Zeke's body, they were considered the same person.

Jared was surprised by the answer. Since they're twins, why have they turned against each other?

Warren continued, “Everything that Zeke possesses now, including the title of Great Marshal, was supposed to be mine. Therefore, all I'm doing is seizing back my birthright. Jared, if you carry out my bidding, I'll reward you with the entire Eurasian market once I have become the Great Marshal of Eurasia.”

Thump! Thump!

As his heart began pounding, Jared was so excited that his eyes turned bloodshot.

If Warren successfully takes over as Great Marshal and I obtain the rights to the Eurasian market, the profit I would gain is probably ten times more than finding the cure for AIDS. After all, Eurasia's population makes it the largest market in the entire world.

Given the opportunity to become wildly successful, Jared had no intention of missing out.

Clouded by his greed, he had forgotten about the threat posed by the Great Marshal.

Jared agreed immediately, “All right, all right. Mr. Williams, I'll do as you say.”

“Mmm-hmm, just follow my instructions.”

“Okay, Okay.”

After ending the call, Jared took a deep breath to calm his racing heart before emerging from the room.

Having grown impatient from waiting outside, Rhett stared at Jared and asked anxiously, “So, what have you decided? Anyway, I'm not asking for your opinion but ordering you to stop making an enemy of the Great Marshal. Regardless of whether you're willing or not, you have no choice but to obey.”

Jared put on a mysterious smile. “Rhett, come over here. I have something to tell you.”

Rhett snapped in annoyance, “Whatever secrets you have, just spit it out.”

“I can't, as it involves something huge. I'm worried that the walls have ears.”

Feeling irritated, Rhett walked over. “Fine. Tell me now about this secret of yours.”

“Rhett, I'll just pretend that you never came over here nor told me anything about the Great Marshal. In fact, you were supposed to be long gone from this world.”

Rhett's heart suddenly skipped a beat. “Jared, what's the meaning of—”

Before he could finish, Rhett looked down when he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his stomach.

Jared, knife in hand, had stabbed him in his abdomen. The blood that gushed out drenched his clothes together with Jared's hands.

“Argh!”

Letting out an agonized cry, Rhett kicked Jared aside. The resulting inertia caused him to fall back into his chair.

“Jared, are you f*cking mad? I'm your brother, your very own brother! How could you try and kill me?”

An insidious look flashed across Jared's eyes. “I'm sorry. I'm doing this entirely for the sake of the family. My education from when I was young has taught me that self-interest takes precedence over kinship and friendship. Since your existence is in conflict with my interest, you will have to die!”

Jared continued to approach Rhett with the dagger in his hand.

“Y-You've gone mad!” Rhett screamed as he struggled to get on his feet to flee. “You're a f*cking lunatic! Our family will never forgive you—”

Unfortunately, Rhett could only move sluggishly due to his grievous injury. Lunging forward, Jared pounced on his brother and began stabbing the dagger into Rhett's body repeatedly.

Just like that, Rhett's curses grew increasingly weak until silence finally descended.

His body would break into an occasional twitch.

Nonetheless, it was obvious from the pool of blood he was lying in that there was no way he was going to survive.

Wiping the blood off his hands, Jared cracked a satisfied smile while looking at the aftermath of his actions.