Lord Protector Novel

Chapter 507

The ladies with him all opened their eyes wide when they saw the money on the ground.

“You are so gracious for sparing so much money for a beggar, Mr. Terence!”

“Mr. Terence, you’ve given too much. One hundred will be enough to send him on his way. Giving him too much will only make him want to push his luck more.”

“If I had a say, I wouldn’t have given him any money at all. I’ve seen plenty of people like him. Trash who go around running scams on unsuspecting drivers.” ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Mr. Terence was very pleased to hear all the comments and support from the pretty ladies.

He laughed arrogantly. “Don’t worry ladies. It’s only five hundred. That’s nothing to me.”

“Later if you all behave well in front of the new boss, then you’ll all get ten thousand each from me as a reward.”

“And of course, if you manage to catch the new boss’ eye, then it won’t just be money. It’ll be... haha. You all know what I’m talking about.”

All the ladies immediately turned their heads away with a shy look on their faces.

That was when Zeke suddenly thought of something and froze on the spot. “Mr. Terence? As in the Director of Nutel Entertainment?”

Mr. Terence was rather surprised. “I didn’t think you’d have heard of me before. But since you have, aren’t you going to scram now?”

Zeke laughed. “ Mr. Terence... so what they say about you is true.”

“What do you mean?” Mr. Terence looked at Zeke confused.

Right then, Sharon made her way to the scene.

When she noticed Mr. Terence, she pushed down her feelings of disgust and greeted him ‘enthusiastically.’ “Mr. Terence, what a coincidence. I have just arrived too.”

Mr. Terence’s eyes immediately clouded over with lust the moment he saw Sharon. He couldn’t control his beady little eyes from starring at her long, smooth legs.

He took a hold of Sharon’s hands in a very inappropriate manner and said, “That’s right, Ms. Edward. It’s like it was meant to be. And people like us are meant to have a drink together later.”

Sharon felt even more disgusted with the way Mr. Terence was touching her hands.

She took a deep breath and pulled her hands away from him. “I have a low tolerance for alcohol, so I ask for your understanding to excuse me from drinking later, Mr. Terence.”

Seeing Mr. Terence being so enthusiastic towards Sharon made the young ladies around him very jealous. They stared at her with hostility oozing out of their eyes.

“Let’s go, Ms. Edward. Let’s talk inside, I’ve already booked a private room for us.”

That’s when Sharon noticed Zeke was close by too. She yelled out to him, “Mr. Williams, you still haven’t found a parking space?”

“Ms. Edward, do you know this man?” asked a surprised Mr. Terence.

Sharon nodded. “Yes, he’s with me.”

“Really?” Mr. Terence did not look happy when he heard that.

He had intended to coerce Sharon into sleeping with him that day, but with her male partner around, it would be difficult for him to implement his plan.

“Ms. Edward, can I ask what your relationship is with this man?” asked Mr. Terence.

Sharon had yet to answer when the young ladies jumped in.

“I bet he’s the security at Ms. Edward’s company.”

“Bosses drive Benz, girlfriends drive sport cars, rich kids drive SUVs, and only security guards like driving Santana.”

Pfft!

A laugh escaped from Mr. Terence’s lips. “So he’s a security guard at Ms. Edward’s company, huh?”

“It looks like Ms. Edward’s company pays well for him to be able to afford a second-hand Santana.”

“I’ll have you know, the security guards at my house can only afford motorcycles.”

Sharon quickly explained, “Mr. Terence, you’ve misunderstood. He’s not...”

Mr. Terence waved his hands dismissively. “That’s enough, you don’t need to say anything more. Since he came with you, he can join us for lunch.”

“Let’s go,” said Mr. Terence as he reached for Sharon’s hand again.

But she reacted quickly enough and swiftly side-stepped him.

Seeing that Mr. Terence was about to walk away, Zeke spoke up again. “I’ll ask you one last time. Are you going to move your car or not?”

Mr. Terence had had enough, and his temper flared. “I’m not! Run into it with that crappy Santana of yours if you dare!”