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 he'd saved her from

"No, he..."

knowing smile and nodded. "Alright then,

sighed

said, "Mr. Ramsey, you've likely made Mr. Lennon angry. He might refuse to treat Ms. Dunn's father

Mr. Lennon's disciple was the one who was being

this one just to give us trouble. How is that Robin's

for my father's treatment,

simply 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

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

smile. "I don't know. The choice is in their hands. If they want to treat him, they will. If

up, Mr. Lennon would surely help my father because of

Robin nodded. "That's good."

quietly until they reached the city government compound,

the back of the compound, specially built by the government

than the others, with two armed guards

Inside, several people waited in Henry's residence,

and the others into the courtyard, Henry

to travel to Harmonfield for my father. Please take a rest and enjoy some pastries before assessing

not necessary. I'll check your father's

for my patient

table on the east side of the living room, one of whom, a man in his 30s, looked

Mr. Lennon. I got

Mikell Mallin, a doctoral supervisor at the Black

Mallin is one of the leading experts in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases worldwide. He was specially invited by my brother from Autreynia, and his

Wilder sneered. "Alright."

at Mikell. "What do they know? These so-called modern medical

his colleagues were immediately offended by Olive's comments. "Miss, that's quite disrespectful. I was willing to show some

doctors are often misguided and rely

scientific methods, and base our final diagnoses on thorough statistical analyses. We then create treatment plans based on those

in your academic debates, but please,

honored guests of the Wrights, and the

figure in