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

had come with backup to

woman! And it was his own

as he parked the car, turned off the

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

front of her Porsche was

spat, "You little tramp! Hand over those Silvas shares. They're

b*tch, fled from the Lynches, she swindled five million from us! Without that money, there would be no Silva Group today!" Furious,

earned ten million, she

left the Lynches, she took nothing! It was my grandmother who felt pity

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

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,

believe it! The Lynches of Brighton-what a bunch of thieves!" Robin pushed through the

up, and tears of frustration

had appeared like a

that moment, her world

herself into Robin's

grappling

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

instinctively hid behind Lewis, her voice quaking with rage. "Lewis,

eyes gleaming with a menacing

with tension,

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

rat-like appearance, while his pallid, gaunt face suggested

an ominous energy radiated from him, hinting at a

name Lewis

in by

his place among Brighton's top martial artists. Over

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

you think you can lay

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

you!" Lewis's fists clenched in anger as he scolded. "I've kept a low profile for years, and now you think you

for half my life? Anyone who

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,

this... the power of the Lynches' second

you so full

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

what you're

don't bow down to me today,

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

to the