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?"

because of my brother," Vera said, her voice catching with

that you'd go to such lengths

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

frustrated. "Can't you

a dismissive snort. "Why would

completely exasperated with his

He's going to be the death of

took a deep breath to calm

like him by now. If I kept waiting

mental pep talk, she

hungry," she said after a

the mountain. And

taking me to

thought about it for a second.

& Sage, there's a doughnut stand that's pretty good. We can get some bean pudding, grab a couple of doughnuts, maybe dip them in some sauce." Vera rolled her eyes.

with doughnuts? Don't want 'em, don't eat

Heights Estates, a red Pagani suddenly sped up behind them and

in her seat, then checked the

our bumper!

the

to the side, gesturing for the Pagani to

screeched to a stop

the window of the red

"It's fine, just

stepped out of the car, pointing at Robin

junky Land Rover around here, blocking my way-how is that fine? Do 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 pained expression, practically

rear-ended us, and you're acting like it's our fault?"

woman shot Vera a scornful look. "Hah! I can tell just by looking at you-you're just here to gawk.

Dawnspire Heights Estates-who do you think

she pointed toward a few security guards nearby, shouting, "I want to file a complaint! How can

it is for

gate knew this woman lived in

those in Area One or Area Two, she was still a resident here-someone they couldn't afford

car, watched her arrogant performance from

Pagani, and she's acting

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

and said coolly, "Alright, fine. It's just a car. How much do you

was indignant. "Why should we be

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

were going to throw away hundreds of thousands on repair costs... just so he could go eat

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