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?"

want anyone to know how

"No, he..."

gave a knowing smile and nodded. "Alright then, I'll

depart, Shirley sighed deeply and got back into

angry. He

assumptions. Mr. Lennon's disciple was the

on this one just to give

it weren't for my father's treatment,

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

something this small-he'd seem too petty

in their hands. If they want to treat him, they will. If not, there's little we can do. But let's not worry

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

Robin nodded. "That's good."

quietly until they reached the city government compound,

a cozy little courtyard at the back of the compound, specially built by the government for

the others, with two armed

Inside, several people waited in

into

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

waved. "That's not necessary. I'll check your father's

test results for my patient

foreign doctors seated at a table on the east side

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

a doctoral supervisor at the Black

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 data. Please forgive our

Wilder sneered. "Alright."

Mikell. "What do they know? These so-called modern medical experts are just a

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

misguided and rely on dubious practices,

strictly to scientific methods, and base our final diagnoses on thorough statistical analyses. We

your academic

of the Wrights, and the priority is to

anger, as a prominent figure in