The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm
Chapter 174
Chapter 174
The Deadly Assassin Robin
Chapter 174 Why Would You Resort to a Loan Shark?
Shirley raced out of the kitchen, her feet barely making contact with the floor as she sprinted through the hallway and bounded up the stairs to her room. She grabbed an eyebrow razor before darting back to the kitchen.
Robin watched her flit past, her figure reminiscent of a wisp of smoke, leaving him momentarily stunned. "This meal is becoming quite the event!"
In the kitchen, Shirley clutched the razor while Amber assisted her in shaving the feathers from a large rooster, transforming it into a spotless bird.
"Amber, don't forget to remove everything from inside the chicken as well," Shirley reminded her.
Amber glanced at the featherless bird, her expression turning a bit glum. "Ms. Dunn, I thought you invited me over for dinner.
"It seems you've lured me here just to help you butcher fish and chickens! Had I known, I wouldn't have come!"
Shirley chuckled, a hint of frustration coloring her voice. "Amber, it's all about efficiency! I promise you'll have a day off tomorrow.
"Come on, let's get this over with! It's not that difficult. Just a simple task!"
She thrust a knife into Amber's hands. "You can handle the innards. Let's tackle this together!"
"Ugh, fine." Amber sighed, reluctantly accepting the knife and getting started.
After some effort, she finally emptied the chicken's insides, wiping her forehead in relief. "I've picked up a lot of skills today! Ms. Dunn, why didn't you have someone prep this before buying it?" Shirley nodded, a smile breaking through. "Next time I host, I'll ensure everything is ready beforehand. Now, let's get that cleaned chicken into the pot to simmer!"
Amber poured a generous amount of oil into the pot, followed by the last remnants of salt from the bag, letting out a long sigh of satisfaction.
As they watched the chicken and fish bubbling on the stove, Shirley and Amber exchanged knowing grins.
"We did it! Amber, why don't you wash up while I set the table? Dinner will be ready soon!"
Amber surveyed the disheveled kitchen and began tidying up. "Ms. Dunn, let's clean this place first before we wash ourselves. This cooking has really taken it out of me! Next time, let's just eat out." Shirley agreed. "You're right, but cooking can be enjoyable too. Amber, I genuinely appreciate your help today. Next month, I'll cook again and invite everyone over. You have to join us!" Amber shook her head fervently. "Ms. Dunn, I'm not coming back."
Shirley couldn't help but laugh at Amber's resolute expression.
Finally, the chicken and fish were ready.
Shirley placed the dishes on the dining table and shot a proud glance at Robin. "Thanks to Amber's help, we've prepared a feast! Let's raise our glasses and toast to the success of our Southvale project! "Robin, this fish head is all yours." Shirley placed the large fish head into Robin's bowl.
"And Amber, this chicken leg is for you. You've worked hard today."
Robin eyed the fish head, his face contorting in distaste.
He took a cautious bite and immediately regretted it, instinctively wanting to spit it out.
But as he caught Shirley's hopeful expression, he hesitated, swallowed, and forced a smile. "Is this fish fresh from the sea?"
"What, did we capture the true essence of seafood?" Shirley asked eagerly.
can't say if it tastes like seafood, but the flavor is
a bite of fish, only to spit it out right
too salty! How did it end up like this?" Shirley grimaced,
moment, Amber was taking a
"Pfft!"
spat it out. "Ms. Dunn, I think we put too
exchanged glances, their earlier excitement evaporating in an instant, looking
tossing the remains of their meal into the trash.
her smile apologetic. "The time spent on the chicken really set us back. I ...
boxes of takeout arrived
embarrassed to feel
...
the villa while Robin drove back
he pulled up to the entrance of the complex, it was already
before entering, Robin noticed a group of rough-looking
to the side, observing the scene from
was arguing with the
laugh and touch her
a wall, and
discussion among a group of rough-looking men, which
he quickly suspected
recently drawn Rosalie into the orbit of such unsavory
her get tangled up with
be in distress, her body trembling and her voice cracking as she pleaded, "Didn't you say I had ten days to pay back the money? This
laughed derisively at
out and yanked at her hair.
the cash tonight, you're coming with us. With looks like yours, you could fetch a pretty price
few more days! My mom is in the hospital, and I'm at my wits' end! That's why I borrowed
interest. I work at Eastvale Development Group, and my
and I promise I'll
who comes to us has the same story. No point in pleading with us! You owe us money, and you need to pay it back. If you can't, we'll find another way to settle the score.
out calmly, "What's going on
One of them pointed at Robin and sneered, "Hey, kid, mind your own business!
turned to Rosalie, who looked
vulnerable state, but there was no way
"Robin, I... I borrowed money from a loan shark. The due date isn't even here yet, and
intense as
needs a lot of money for treatment and surgery ...
a few days earlier at the complex, handing a card to a boy who looked no older than
have been
owe?" he inquired, his
to pay back 200,000. But it's only
on the men, Robin declared, "Let her go. I'll take care of
the bald man flashed a toothy grin. "Oh, you want to pay? You'll need to transfer 300,000 right
saying she owes you 200,000 after ten days, and now you're demanding 300,000?
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