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.

a man in his 50s, accompanied by

that Jamie had come with backup to

disgrace harassing a woman! And it was his

a cold smirk as he parked the car, turned off the engine, and

scene before him showed a group of men closing in on Vera, their expressions filled

of her Porsche was crumpled

Hand over those Silvas

from us! Without that money, there would be no Silva Group today!" Furious, Vera shot back, "You're a disgrace! My mom brought five million to

when she earned ten million, she gave

she took nothing! It was my grandmother who felt pity for

"You're

man, Lewis Lynch, 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 whether they want it or not." "H-how could you... " Vera stuttered, utterly

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

and tears of frustration streamed down her

lowest point, Robin had appeared like a knight

her world

threw herself into Robin's embrace,

grappling with the scene before

saw had transformed into a vulnerable figure, clutching

her voice quaking with rage.

his eyes gleaming with a menacing intent

tension,

stood a frail-looking middle-aged man with a medium build, dressed

eyes gave him a rat-like appearance, while his pallid, gaunt face suggested

ominous energy radiated from him, hinting at a dangerous nature that

name Lewis

13-year-old, he was taken in by Steven, becoming entrenched

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

Lewis flowed freely, blending fact with exaggeration. Nobody knew exactly how skilled he was, but one truth stood clear: He was

a derisive sneer, he addressed Robin, "Kid, you think you

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

kept a low profile for

even realize, boy, that I've lived by strict principles for half my life? Anyone who dares touch a

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

this... the power of the Lynches' second steward

so

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

show us what you're

to me today, I swear

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

crumpled to the ground