The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 50

Chapter 50 How Dare You Hit Me!

Alice watched as Robin's figure came closer on the video, and she let out a cold laugh.

"Vera, tell that disgusting man that no matter how much he tries to impress me by setting up some film studio prop, it's not going to make me think any better of him. This is pathetic! "Him, the owner of Villa One at Dawnspire Heights Estates? Not in a million years!

"I'm done talking. I have to go meet Mr. Gill soon to visit Liam. Have fun with your little game!"

Vera stared blankly at the WhatsApp video chat screen.

She couldn't understand it.

She'd live-streamed the entire interior and exterior of Villa One for Alice, but Alice just wouldn't believe it.

Fine, think what you want.

Maybe you two really aren't meant to be.

"Come on, get ready to go so we can grab some breakfast. There's no one here to cook for you," Robin said, urging her along.

Vera shot him a playful glare. "Hmph, and here I was expecting you'd have breakfast all ready for me when I woke up."

"Letting you stay here for the night was already more than generous. Now hurry up, get your stuff-I'll pull the car around and return it to you. Then we're done here," Robin replied. Vera scowled, annoyed. "What's that supposed to mean? Am I really that unpleasant to be around?"

Robin looked her over. "What, planning to stick around? Move it! If you don't get in, you'll be walking down the mountain by yourself."

With that, he opened the car door and started the Land Rover.

Vera panicked, quickly grabbing her things and scrambling into the car in a half-run, half-tumble.

"You really don't know how to treat a lady, do you?" she complained.

"Do you still have the IOU?" Robin ignored her complaint and asked.

"Yes, I kept it safe. Why?" Vera asked, surprised.

"You're really going to go after Harris's brother for that Porsche supercar?" she asked, astonished.

"And all of Harris's shares in Davidson Group?"

Robin nodded. "Of course. Why wouldn't I take what I risked my life to win?

"Besides, I still owe you a Porsche, don't I?"

you're doing all this because of

you'd go to such

unimpressed. "You're overthinking it. I'm just trying to save some

glared at him, frustrated. "Can't you say something nice for

snort. "Why would I need to make you

was speechless, completely exasperated

it! He's going to be the

took a deep breath

now. If I kept waiting

talk, she felt a

getting pretty hungry," she said

down the mountain. And there's a Harvest Table

taking me to for

a second. "Let's go

couple of doughnuts, maybe dip them in some sauce." Vera rolled her eyes. "You live in a place like this, and you're taking me to get street food

an eye. "What's wrong with doughnuts? Don't want 'em, don't eat

as they exited the gates of Dawnspire Heights Estates, a red Pagani suddenly sped up behind them and rear-ended the Land

her seat, then checked

past us and hit our bumper! Looks like it knocked

at the dash cam screen to assess the damage. "It's a minor issue, not worth

the Land Rover over to the side, gesturing for

and screeched to a stop directly in front, blocking their

the

"It's fine,

woman stepped out of the car, pointing at Robin

you have any idea how much my brand-new Pagani cost? Can you afford to pay for the damage?" She looked at her car with a

kidding me? A textbook case of a scam artist! You rear-ended us, and you're acting like it's our fault?"

scornful look. "Hah! I can tell just by looking at you-you're just here

clunker like that around Dawnspire Heights Estates-who do you

few security guards nearby, shouting, "I want to file a complaint! How can you let

it

knew this woman lived

compare to those in Area One or Area Two, she was still a resident here-someone

in the car, watched her arrogant performance from start

three-million-dollar Pagani, and

something worth five million, she'd probably think she owns

"Alright, fine. It's just

was indignant. "Why should we be paying? She's

cut her off, clearly annoyed. "Enough. No point wasting time with someone like this. Any more delays and we'll miss out

thousands on repair costs... just so he could go

Robin's dismissive tone, yelled, "You're going to pay for my car? Do you even know how much it costs? I just bought it two days ago for 3.8 million! A single scratch will cost more to fix than you can afford, you broke idiots!" Vera couldn't take it anymore. "It's your fault, and you're acting like a victim? You've got money, sure, but why are you