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 know how

"No, he..."

and

and Wilder's group depart, Shirley sighed deeply and got

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

frowned. "Amber, 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 is that Robin's

treatment, I wouldn't

it simply wasn't meant to be for my father to meet Mr.

something

their hands. If they want to treat him, they will. If

if her grandfather wakes up, Mr. Lennon would

Robin nodded. "That's good."

the city government compound, following

little courtyard at the back of

than the others, with two armed

they entered smoothly. Inside, several people waited in Henry's

and the others into the courtyard,

your effort to travel to Harmonfield for my father. Please take a

I'll

my patient aren't completely ready yet. You can't let

table on the east side of

in to explain, "I apologize, Mr. Lennon. I

Mr. Mikell Mallin, a doctoral supervisor at 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

Wilder sneered. "Alright."

do they know? These so-called modern

I

and rely

diagnoses on thorough statistical analyses. We then create treatment plans based on those diagnoses."

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

the Wrights, and the priority is to cure my

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