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?"

Robin didn't want anyone to know how he'd saved her from

"No, he..."

gave a knowing smile and nodded.

Freya and Wilder's group depart, Shirley sighed deeply

then said, "Mr. Ramsey, you've likely made Mr. Lennon angry.

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

she insisted on this one just to give us trouble. How

it weren't for my father's treatment, I

If things don't go as planned, maybe it simply wasn't meant to be for my father to meet Mr. Lennon. We'll find another way." Robin

wouldn't hold such a grudge over something this small-he'd seem too petty if

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. But let's not worry

that if her grandfather wakes up, Mr. Lennon would surely

Robin nodded. "That's good."

reached the

a cozy little courtyard at the back of the

with two armed guards stationed at

Freya, they entered smoothly. Inside, several people

the others into the courtyard,

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

"That's not necessary. I'll

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

side of the living room, one of whom, a man in his 30s, looked furious.

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

Mikell Mallin, a doctoral supervisor at the Black Medical

cerebrovascular diseases worldwide. He was specially invited by my brother from

Wilder sneered. "Alright."

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

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

and rely

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

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

the Wrights, and

a prominent figure in Draconia's holistic medicine, he chose to hold back