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

Jamie had come

harassing a woman! And

parked the

group of men closing

Porsche was crumpled and

Hand over those Silvas shares.

Sharon, that 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

and when she earned ten million,

she took nothing! It was my grandmother who felt pity

next 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

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

tears of frustration streamed down her

her lowest point, Robin had appeared like a knight in

that moment, her

herself into Robin's embrace,

momentarily stunned, grappling

had transformed into a vulnerable

behind Lewis, her voice quaking with rage. "Lewis, this jerk assaulted me! I want

eyes gleaming with a menacing intent that

tension, causing spectators

a frail-looking middle-aged man with

eyes gave him a rat-like appearance, while his pallid, gaunt face suggested someone who was barely

from him, hinting at a dangerous

Lewis was synonymous

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

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

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

sneer, he addressed Robin, "Kid, you think you can lay

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

clenched in anger as he scolded. "I've kept a

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

ground with tremendous force, producing a 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

of the Lynches' second

aren't you so

by his previous safety behind Lewis,

you to show us what you're made of in

you don't bow down to me today, I swear I'll

kneel! If not, I'll ensure the Silvas face

crumpled to the ground