Chapter 330
Lord Protector Novel
The silver needle sliced through the bracket of the ceiling fan, cutting it in two.
The ceiling fan spinning at a high speed immediately crashed down onto the round table.
The teacups and tea set on the table were crushed into pieces. The tea in the teacups splashed on everyone.
The Riverdale Hintonâs were either scalded by the hot tea or shocked by the turn of events. They leaped up from their seats and started cursing aloud.
Everyone in Laceyâs family felt their hearts dropped at once.
S***! Zeke lashed out after all.
Heâs in huge trouble!
At once, Aaron fumed, âZeke Williams, youâre digging your own grave! How dare you cause a huge ruckus here?â
Lacey defended Zeke instantly. âGrand-uncle, this is a misunderstanding. The ceiling fan mustâve fallen down because the bracket is old and unmaintained. It has nothing to do with Zeke.â
Daniel hurriedly echoed, âYes, Uncle. Zeke didnât touch the fan at all.â
The silver needle was too tiny and swift, so no one saw it.
Michael snarled, âShut up. Everyone saw what happened. You canât deny it.â
âZeke said he wanted all of us to stand. Then he waved his hand, and the fan fell down. Was that a coincidence?â
Nancy chimed in, âGrandpa, youâve overestimated Zeke. If he can make the fan fall with a wave of his hand, he wouldnât have to live off his wife.â
âThis is pure coincidence. The fan mustâve fallen because itâs old and unmaintained.â
Nancy was not defending Zeke. She was merely expressing her thoughts.
The crowd quietened down.
Nancy is right.
Zeke is a man who lived off his wife. How can he make the fan fall with just a wave of his hand? What a joke.
Aaron finally responded, âSince youâre giving Linton Group to me, I wonât pursue the matter further. As we can no longer sit here, letâs go to the hotel for dinner.â
The banquet room was in a mess, and the chairs were all wet. They could no longer sit on the chairs.
Everyone nodded, agreeing with his idea.
Aaron looked at Michael. âMichael, I told you to arrange our family dinner at Hilton Hotel. Did you make the arrangements?â
Michael nodded. âYes, Grandpa. I did. But Grandpa, I have a question.â
âGo on,â Aaron pressed.
Michael asked, âWhy did you choose Hilton Hotel as the venue? We can afford to choose a better hotel.â
Aaron replied, âDonât you know Hilton Hotelâs background?â
Michael said, âI heard thereâs a casino in Hilton Hotel that belongs to the underworld boss of Riverdale, Samuel.â
Aaron nodded. âThat was in the past. Recently, a mysterious man took over the underworld forces of Riverdale. Now, that casino belongs to him.â
Everyone nodded in agreement.
âYes, this has been the talk of the town. Weâve heard about it.â
âIt was said that the mysterious man took down five hundred men by himself. The menâs whereabouts are still unknown.â
âWhat? Is the mysterious man a divine being?â
âEven if the story mightâve been exaggerated, thereâs no smoke without fire. That mysterious man must be a capable man.â
None of them knew that the mysterious man they were talking about was standing right in front of them.
They had even mocked the man as someone who had lived off his wife.