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?"

doing all this because of my brother," Vera said, her voice

that you'd go to such lengths for

at her, unimpressed. "You're overthinking it. I'm just

at him, frustrated. "Can't you say

out a dismissive snort. "Why

was speechless, completely exasperated with his lack

to be

a deep breath to

like him by now. If I kept waiting for him to say something sweet, I'd be a

a mental pep talk,

actually getting pretty hungry," she said after a

a Crown & Sage Dining down the mountain. And there's a Harvest Table

place are you taking me to for

for a second. "Let's go to Crown &

some bean pudding, grab a couple of doughnuts, maybe dip them in some sauce." Vera rolled her

bat an eye. "What's wrong with

red Pagani suddenly

then checked

bumper! Looks like it knocked

dash cam screen to assess the

pulled the Land Rover over to the side, gesturing

and screeched to a stop

woman's face appeared from the

dismissively. "It's fine,

stepped out of the car, pointing at Robin angrily. "What the hell kind of

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 gritting her

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

tell just by looking at you-you're just here to gawk.

a clunker like that around Dawnspire Heights Estates-who do

"I want to file a complaint! How can

you have any idea how embarrassing it

guards at the gate knew this

status couldn't compare to those in Area One or Area Two,

the car, watched her arrogant performance from start to finish, too bored

three-million-dollar Pagani, and she's acting like

worth five million,

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

we be paying? She's the one who hit

"Enough. No point wasting time with someone like this. Any more delays and we'll

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

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 acting like such