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.

to Jamie stood a man in his 50s, accompanied by several intimidating

had come

harassing a woman! And it was his

cold smirk as he parked the car,

men closing in on Vera,

front of her Porsche

tramp! Hand over those Silvas

no Silva Group today!" Furious, Vera shot

ten

pity for her and sent her five million! Go ask your pathetic

pointed at the man next to Jamie. "You're the Lynches' second steward; you know this is

Jamie insists that five million belongs to the Lynches. To the family, there's no distinction between right and wrong-only whether they want it or not." "H-how could

bunch of thieves!" Robin pushed

tears of frustration streamed down her

appeared like a knight in shining

her

into

momentarily stunned, grappling with the scene before

a vulnerable figure, clutching him tightly as she unleashed her

voice quaking with rage. "Lewis, this jerk assaulted me!

directed a cold, piercing glare at Robin, his eyes gleaming

thickened with tension, causing spectators

middle-aged man with a medium build,

while his pallid, gaunt

radiated from him, hinting at a dangerous nature that

the name Lewis was synonymous

in by Steven, becoming entrenched in the Lynches for the

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 him taking down the most notorious pirates from

how skilled he was, but one truth stood clear: He was not a man to be

derisive sneer, he addressed Robin, "Kid, you think you can lay hands on the heir

amusement flickering in his eyes. "Is Brighton's Lynches really that intimidating?

scolded. "I've kept a

for half my life? Anyone who dares touch a member of the

with tremendous force, producing a deafening crack as the thick asphalt yielded beneath him, creating a deep impression from a

the power of the Lynches' second steward in

so full

his previous safety behind Lewis, stepped forward

you to show us what you're made of

don't bow down to me today, I

added coldly, "Boy, Mr. Jamie demands you kneel! If not, I'll ensure the Silvas face the consequences alongside

to the