Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 737

Caleb Nolan brought the two of them to a saleswoman named Lily. “Lily, these two are our VIP customers. Treat them well, okay?”

Lily nodded gracefully and said in a gentle tone, “Mr. Williams, Ms. Castaneda, what is it the two of you would like to look at today?”

Before arriving at the bank, Caleb had already sent Zeke and Dawn’s information to Lily.

Zeke replied, “Money laundering.”

Lily smiled and nodded. “Would it be possible for Mr. Williams to elaborate further? Maybe about the Linton Group’s business structure and financial situation-”

Zeke shook his head. “That’s out of the question. Go and call your boss. The two of you have no right to serve me.”

Caleb and Lily were taken aback, and both of them started feeling slightly awkward.

Caleb tried his best to soothe the tense atmosphere. “Mr. Williams, I’m actually qualified to deal with any cases under ten billion. If you think I’m below your level, I’d be more than happy to call upon my supervisor. He deals with anything under fifty billion.”

Zeke replied, “What about a trillion?”

Real estate worth a trillion?

Caleb and Lily barely managed to hold their laughter back.

They had both made deals with various rich higher-ups all the time, some of whom were the richest men in their cities. Yet, they had never seen anyone try to brag in such an incredulous manner.

Caleb snickered. “Mr. Williams, you aren’t here to launder money, are you? Are you secretly here to buy our underground bank?”

Lily smiled mockingly. “Mr. Williams, I didn’t take you for a jokester.”

Zeke shook his head. “Sorry. I’m not really interested in your banks’ minuscule finances.”

Caleb and Lily’s expressions slowly darkened. They soon realized Zeke was not joking.

What could this man be up to?

Zeke suddenly started saying, “One o’clock. Three o’clock. Five o’clock. Six o’clock. Seven, nine, ten, and eleven o’clock.”

Caleb and Lily were confused. What is he talking about?

After a mere second, however, their expressions became tense.

Zeke was pointing out the positions of every sniper in front of him!

How did he know there were snipers in here? How did he manage to point out all of their exact positions?

Has he known since he stepped in here?

These snipers were all SEAL veterans whose capacity for criminal investigation was better than most. They couldn’t have been easily spotted at such short notice.

He must have researched Chase Bank beforehand; Caleb could tell that he was dangerous and a definite threat to Chase Bank.

Caleb finally realized how much more out of control the situation was getting.

He couldn’t invite his boss at this point.

He immediately glanced at Lily, who understood at once and pressed the red emergency button under the table before calling their boss.

The whole of Chase Bank was in a state of emergency the moment the alarm went off. Some of the snipers were already aiming at Zeke, and even the old man who watched over the hotel upstairs had his bullets loaded.

Dawn’s palms were slick from sweat as she clutched onto Zeke’s arm nervously. “Zeke, what do we do now?”

Zeke just patted Dawn’s shoulder reassuringly. “Don’t worry. Nothing can happen when I’m around.”

After a few minutes, a heavyset man came striding over.

Four intimidating bodyguards who had two pistols each hanging off their belts followed after him.

This man has to be the boss of Chase Bank.

He looked at Zeke with an expressionless face. “Are you the one who’s looking to launder a trillion? Transfer the money over then. We’ll make sure the money comes back to you all clean. However, if we get even a penny less than a trillion, you’ll know what’s coming. The only ones who are allowed to enter this place are either business partners or the soon-to-be-dead.”

Zeke picked up his phone and made a call. “Take action.”

Caleb walked to his boss with an apologetic face. “I’m sorry, Sir. I didn’t do a thorough enough background check on him beforehand. I never imagined that he would be a threat to our bank.”