The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 38 You'd Better Prepare for the Funeral

Chapter 38 You'd Better Prepare for the Funeral

Robin was already irritated when he got woken up.

With Olive yelling, he became even more annoyed. "Who do you think you are? Stop yapping and get lost!"

Shirley, following right behind, was shocked to hear Robin's words. This could be a disaster!

With Robin's sharp words, Wilder would surely refuse to treat her father's illness!

Wilder instantly turned cold.

He knew the Dunns had a favor to ask, especially considering how they went out of their way to welcome him.

The Wrights had already hinted at the Dunns' intentions earlier, and he'd planned to come to Harmonfield to address the Dunns' health needs as well.

But now, watching the scene unfold, he was visibly displeased.

He sneered. "I'll take Freya's car."

With that, he made his way toward her Land Rover.

Shirley panicked and tried to call after him, "Mr. Lennon, please wait..."

Without a second glance, Wilder kept walking, while Olive followed with a cold expression.

Frustrated, Shirley stomped her foot, ready to try explaining to Wilder again.

Freya gently stopped her, saying, "Don't worry. We'll speak to Mr. Lennon when we're back.

"If my grandfather can regain consciousness, I'll personally request him to help treat your father. Mr. Lennon wouldn't refuse my grandfather.

Shirley sighed and reluctantly agreed, letting most of her convoy return while following Freya's car with only one vehicle.

Freya took a quick look at Robin, still in the car, and whispered, "Is he your boyfriend, Shirley?"

didn't want anyone

"No, he..."

and nodded. "Alright

Wilder's group depart, Shirley sighed deeply and got

then said, "Mr. Ramsey, you've likely made Mr. Lennon angry. He might refuse to

"Amber, don't make assumptions. Mr. Lennon's disciple was the one

on this one just to give us trouble. How is that

weren't for my father's treatment, I wouldn't bother with

meant to be for my father to meet Mr. Lennon. We'll find another way." Robin

a grudge over something this small-he'd seem too petty if

to treat him, they will. If not, there's little we can do. But

up, Mr. Lennon would surely help

Robin nodded. "That's good."

reached the

in a cozy little courtyard at the back of the

was larger than the others, with two armed

Inside, several people waited

Wilder and the others into the courtyard, Henry came out to

to Harmonfield for my father. Please take a rest and enjoy some

"That's not necessary. I'll check

Wright. The test results for my patient

on the east side of the living room, one of whom, a man in his

quickly stepped in to explain, "I apologize, Mr. Lennon. I got

Mallin, a doctoral supervisor

one of the leading experts in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases worldwide. He was specially invited by my brother from Autreynia, and his team is currently conducting a thorough examination of my father's health and analyzing the data.

Wilder sneered. "Alright."

a disdainful look at Mikell. "What do they know? These so-called modern medical experts are just a bunch of robots

comments. "Miss, that's quite disrespectful. I was willing to show some respect for your

misguided and rely on dubious practices,

on thorough statistical analyses. We then create treatment plans based on those diagnoses." Olive wanted to fire back but

I'm not well-versed in your academic debates, but please,

guests of the Wrights, and the priority is to cure

felt a surge of anger, as a prominent figure in