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?"

to explain. Robin didn't want anyone to know how

"No, he..."

and nodded. "Alright

depart, Shirley sighed deeply and got back into

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

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

one just to give us trouble. How is that

father's treatment, I wouldn't bother with

Andrew, let's follow Freya's car to Wright Mansion. 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

he wouldn't hold such a grudge over something

gave a bitter 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

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

Robin nodded. "That's good."

the

a cozy little courtyard at the back

others, with two armed guards stationed at the

several people

into the courtyard, Henry came out to greet

Harmonfield for my father.

I'll

results for my patient aren't completely

doctors seated at a table on the east side of the living room, one

explain, "I apologize, Mr. Lennon. I got so anxious that I forgot to introduce

is Mr. Mikell Mallin, a doctoral supervisor at the Black Medical Laboratory

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."

"What do they know? These so-called modern medical experts

Olive's comments. "Miss, that's quite disrespectful. I was willing to show some respect for your holistic medicine, but you've made it

rely on dubious practices,

diagnoses on thorough statistical analyses. We then

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

of the Wrights, and the

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