The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 177

Chapter 177 Are You Still Refusing to Bow?

Rosalie was stunned when Percy called.

The 100,000 she had sent him was borrowed from Abyssal Dominion, a questionable lending company that charged exorbitant interest rates.

Without Robin's assistance, she would have faced serious consequences long ago.

Now, however, Percy had lost that money!

What was she supposed to do?

For a brief moment, Rosalie was left speechless, her mind racing in a state of panic.

Losing that money meant her mother's medical treatment would be interrupted.

Desperately, she began searching for options.

With no alternatives left, she reluctantly decided to contact relatives she hadn't spoken to in ages.

Since her mother fell ill, they had all seemed to back away, probably frightened of being asked for financial help.

Yet, given the gravity of her situation, she had no choice but to reach out. Regardless of how humiliating it felt, she had to do it for her mother's sake. Noticing the worried expression on Rosalie's face, Robin casually inquired, "What's going on?"

"Um... it's nothing. Just some arrangements for my mom's surgery," Rosalie stuttered, ultimately deciding against sharing the specifics of Percy's phone call. She couldn't bear to put any more weight on Robin's shoulders; he had already done so much for her.

She swore she couldn't let Robin know about Percy borrowing from the dark web lenders.

"Robin, I need to take a day off from work. I have to go to the hospital today. Is that alright?"

"The hospital? Do you want me to drive you?" Robin asked, glancing at Rosalie, who appeared quite anxious.

"No, really, it's fine. You have enough to deal with. I can take a cab," she replied hastily.

"Okay," Robin said, nodding as he pulled the car over.

Once they stopped, Rosalie quickly hailed a taxi and hurried away.

Robin hadn't driven very far when a crowd suddenly obstructed the road ahead.

As he contemplated how to navigate around them, he caught sight of a damaged car amid the chaos-it was Vera's Porsche 918.

At that moment, Vera was surrounded by several individuals, including Harvey, Quincy, and Jamie.

in his 50s,

that Jamie had come with backup to confront

a woman! And it was

smirk as he parked

before him showed a group of men

front of her Porsche was crumpled and hardly

little tramp! Hand over those Silvas shares.

money, there would be no Silva Group today!" Furious, Vera shot back, "You're a

money, and when she earned ten million, she gave it all to my

Lynches, she took nothing! It was my grandmother who felt pity for her and sent her

to Jamie. "You're the Lynches' second steward; you know this

nodded. "That's correct, Ms. Silva. However, Mr. Jamie insists that five million belongs to the Lynches. To the family, there's no distinction between right and wrong-only

The Lynches of Brighton-what a bunch of thieves!" Robin pushed through

and tears of

Robin had appeared like a knight in

that moment, her

herself into Robin's embrace, sobbing

momentarily stunned, grappling with

into a vulnerable figure,

hid behind Lewis, her voice quaking with rage. "Lewis, this jerk assaulted

a cold, piercing glare at Robin, his eyes gleaming with a menacing intent that

tension,

stood a frail-looking middle-aged man with a medium

thinning hair and deep-set eyes gave him a rat-like appearance, while his

hinting at a dangerous

Brighton, the name Lewis

in by Steven, becoming entrenched in the Lynches for the last

for a martial arts master to train him, and after a decade of intense training, he had gained a reputation by defeating several skilled opponents, securing his place among Brighton's top martial artists. Over the years, Lewis had handled many of the Lynches' unsavory tasks. Rumors circulated about

freely, blending fact with exaggeration. Nobody knew exactly how skilled he was, but one truth stood clear: He was not a man to

"Kid, you think you can lay

Brighton's Lynches really

as he scolded. "I've kept a low profile for years, and now you think

that I've lived by strict principles for half my life? Anyone who dares touch a member of the Lynches

step, Lewis struck the ground with tremendous force, producing a deafening crack as the thick asphalt yielded beneath him, creating a deep impression

the Lynches'

you so

that moment, Jamie, bolstered by his previous safety behind Lewis, stepped forward

show us what you're

to me today, I swear

If not, I'll ensure the Silvas face the consequences alongside you!" He gestured

crumpled to the ground