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.

man in

Jamie had come with backup to

woman! And it

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

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

Porsche was

Hand over

b*tch, fled from the Lynches, she swindled five million 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 Harmonfield, and she earned it through her

when she earned ten

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

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

five million belongs to the Lynches. To the family, there's no distinction between right and wrong-only whether

of thieves!" Robin pushed through the

eyes lit up, and tears

had appeared like a knight in

moment, her world

threw herself into Robin's embrace, sobbing

momentarily stunned, grappling with the

saw had transformed into a vulnerable figure, clutching him tightly as she unleashed her

rage.

at Robin, his eyes gleaming with a menacing

atmosphere thickened with tension, causing

middle-aged man with a medium build, dressed in

a rat-like appearance, while his pallid, gaunt face suggested someone who was barely hanging on

energy radiated from him, hinting at a dangerous nature

the name Lewis

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

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 Draconia and outmatching

blending fact with exaggeration. Nobody knew exactly how skilled he was, but one truth

addressed Robin, "Kid, you think you can lay hands

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

a

even realize, boy, that I've lived by strict principles for half my life? Anyone who dares touch a member of the Lynches will pay dearly

deafening crack as the thick asphalt yielded beneath him, creating a deep impression from a man who appeared to be on his last legs.

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

aren't you so full of

moment, Jamie, bolstered by his previous

us what you're

down to me today, I swear I'll

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

crumpled to the ground in