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 like seafood, but the flavor

fish, only to spit it out right

did it end up like this?" Shirley

moment, Amber was taking

"Pfft!"

immediately spat it out. "Ms. Dunn, I think we put

their earlier excitement evaporating in an instant, looking like deflated

shrugged, tossing the remains of their meal into the trash. "How about

this," Shirley said, her smile apologetic. "The time spent on the chicken really set us

minutes later, three boxes of takeout arrived at

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

...

the meal, Amber decided to stay at the villa

to the entrance of the complex,

group of rough-looking men surrounding Rosalie, pulling

side, observing

was arguing with

them laugh and touch her inappropriately, Robin

pushed Rosalie against a wall, and her loud protests

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

he quickly suspected they

has recently drawn Rosalie into the orbit of

like her get tangled

she pleaded, "Didn't you say I had ten days to

derisively

bald man with a cruel grin, reached out and

us. With looks like yours, you could fetch a pretty price overseas.

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

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promise I'll find a way to settle

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. You're worth a lot, you know. Hahaha..." The men began dragging Rosalie

called out calmly, "What's going on here,

One of them pointed at Robin and sneered, "Hey, kid,

Rosalie, who looked like

a vulnerable state, but there was no

bowed, she sobbed. "Robin, I... I borrowed money from a loan shark. The due date isn't even here yet, and they're

asked, his gaze intense as

a lot of money for

recalled seeing Rosalie a few days earlier at the complex, handing a card

must have

do you owe?" he inquired,

and I'm supposed to pay

the men, Robin declared, "Let her go.

flashed a toothy grin. "Oh, you

chuckled. "Wait a second. She's saying she owes you 200,000 after ten days, and now you're demanding 300,000? How does that