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 to know how he'd saved her from robbers

"No, he..."

smile and nodded. "Alright then, I'll go

sighed deeply and got back into the

you've likely made Mr. Lennon angry. He might refuse to treat

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

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

it weren't for my father's treatment,

car to Wright Mansion. If things don't go as planned, maybe it simply wasn't meant to be for my father to

something this small-he'd seem too petty if he

If they want to treat him, they will. If not,

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

Robin nodded. "That's good."

traveled quietly until they reached the city government compound,

in a cozy little courtyard at the back of the

others, with

smoothly. Inside, several people waited in Henry's residence,

and the others into the

your effort to travel to Harmonfield for my father.

I'll

on, Mr. Wright. The test results for my patient aren't completely ready yet.

doctors seated at a table on the east side of the

"I apologize, Mr. Lennon.

Mallin, a doctoral supervisor at the Black Medical Laboratory

He was specially invited by my brother from Autreynia, and his team is currently

Wilder sneered. "Alright."

so-called modern medical experts are just a bunch

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

often misguided and rely on

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

Mr. Lennon, I'm not well-versed in your academic

honored guests of the Wrights, and the priority is to cure my

prominent figure in Draconia's