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.

a man in

clear that Jamie had come with backup to confront

woman! And it was his

lips curled into a cold smirk as he parked

before him showed a group of men closing in

Porsche was

little tramp! Hand over

that money, there would be no Silva Group today!" Furious, Vera shot back, "You're a disgrace! My mom brought five million to Harmonfield, and she earned it through her hard work on Well

invested that money, and when she earned ten million, she

my grandmother who felt pity for her and sent her five million! Go ask your

at the man next to Jamie. "You're the Lynches' second

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

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

eyes lit up, and tears of frustration streamed down her

point, Robin had appeared like a knight in shining

moment, her world felt

into Robin's embrace, sobbing

momentarily stunned, grappling with the

confident woman he usually saw had transformed into a vulnerable figure, clutching

with rage. "Lewis, this jerk

his eyes gleaming with a menacing intent that sent shivers

thickened with tension, causing spectators

with a medium

appearance, while his pallid, gaunt face suggested someone who was

energy radiated from him, hinting at

Brighton, the name Lewis was

roamed the streets as a 13-year-old, he was taken in by Steven, becoming entrenched in the

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 him taking down

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

think

smirk, amusement flickering in his eyes. "Is Brighton's Lynches really that intimidating? The ones I've met seem more like

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

I've lived by strict principles for half my life?

deafening crack as the thick asphalt yielded beneath him, creating a deep impression from a man who appeared to be on his last legs. The crowd instinctively recoiled, fear etched on their

the Lynches' second steward

aren't you so full

bolstered by his previous

what you're made of in front

don't bow down to me today,

I'll ensure the Silvas face the consequences alongside you!"

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