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

"No, he..."

and nodded. "Alright then, I'll

Shirley sighed deeply and got back into

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

Lennon's disciple was the one who was

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

treatment, I wouldn't bother

to meet Mr. Lennon. We'll find another way." Robin noticed Shirley's

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

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

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

Robin nodded. "That's good."

quietly until they reached the city government

the back of the

than the others, with two armed

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

into the courtyard, Henry came out

for my father. Please take a rest and enjoy some pastries before

necessary. I'll check your father's

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

foreign doctors seated at a table on the east side of the living room, one of whom, a man in

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

Mr. Mikell Mallin, a doctoral supervisor at the Black

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

Wilder sneered. "Alright."

These so-called modern medical experts are just a bunch of robots

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

rely

analyses. We then create treatment plans based on those diagnoses." Olive wanted to fire back but was

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

honored guests of the Wrights, and

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