The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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.

"I can't say if it tastes

only to spit it out

did it end up like

Amber was taking a

"Pfft!"

spat it out. "Ms. Dunn,

exchanged glances, their earlier excitement evaporating in an instant, looking like deflated

meal into the trash. "How about we just

her smile apologetic. "The time spent on the chicken really set

three boxes of takeout arrived at the

Amber, too embarrassed to feel shy, dug into their food

...

the villa while

he pulled up to the entrance of the complex,

of rough-looking men surrounding Rosalie, pulling at

parked the car to the side, observing

was arguing with the

her inappropriately, Robin stepped out

Rosalie against a wall, and

he could overhear fragments of a heated discussion among a group of rough-looking men, which seemed to center

suspected they were involved

Rosalie into the orbit of such

like her get tangled up

her body trembling and her voice cracking as she pleaded, "Didn't you say I had ten days

laughed derisively

bald man with a cruel grin, reached out and yanked at her hair. "You're trying to negotiate with us, darling?

cash tonight, you're coming with us. With looks like yours, you could fetch a pretty price

the wall, begging, "Please, give me a few more days! My mom is in the hospital, and I'm at my

interest. I work at Eastvale Development Group, and my

few more days, and I promise I'll

it back. If you can't, we'll find another way to settle the score. You're worth

calmly, "What's

sudden appearance. One of them pointed at Robin and sneered, "Hey, kid, mind

to Rosalie, who looked like she was

him to see her in such a vulnerable state,

money from a loan shark. The due date isn't even here yet, and they're already

as he scrutinized her. "Is it true that your

"My mom needs a lot of money for treatment and surgery ... I didn't have

a card to a boy who looked no older than

have been

do you owe?" he

supposed to pay back 200,000. But it's

his gaze on the men, Robin declared, "Let her

a toothy grin. "Oh, you want to pay? You'll need to transfer 300,000 right

she owes you 200,000 after ten days, and now you're demanding 300,000? How does that