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?"

unsure how to explain. Robin didn't want anyone to

"No, he..."

gave a knowing smile and nodded. "Alright then,

sighed deeply and

made Mr. Lennon angry. He might

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

identical Rolls-Royces, yet she insisted on this one just to give us trouble. How

my father's treatment, I

wasn't meant to be for my father to meet Mr. Lennon. We'll find another way." Robin noticed Shirley's sadness and asked, "Is it this serious? He's supposed to be a leader in

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

bitter smile. "I don't know. The choice is in their hands. If they want to treat him, they will. If not, there's little we can do.

me that if her grandfather wakes up, Mr. Lennon would surely help my father because of

Robin nodded. "That's good."

until they reached the city

at the back of

others, with two

several people waited in Henry's residence,

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

travel to Harmonfield for my father. Please take a

waved. "That's not necessary. I'll check your

patient aren't completely ready yet. You can't let anyone examine

Wilder noticed a group of foreign doctors seated at a table on the east side of the living room, one of whom,

Lennon. I

is Mr. Mikell Mallin, a doctoral supervisor

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."

scoffed, shooting a disdainful look at Mikell. "What do they know? These so-called modern medical experts are just

I was willing to show some respect for your holistic medicine, but you've made it

are often misguided and rely on dubious

doctors use precise instruments, adhere strictly to scientific methods, and base our final diagnoses on thorough statistical analyses. We then create treatment plans based on those

I'm not well-versed in your academic debates, but please, let's try to be

of the Wrights, and the priority is to cure my

surge of anger, as a prominent figure in Draconia's holistic medicine, he chose