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.

Jamie stood a man in his

Jamie had come with backup to

disgrace harassing a woman! And it

cold smirk as he parked the car,

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

Porsche

tramp! Hand over those Silvas shares. They're

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 hard work

when she earned ten

my grandmother who felt pity for her and

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

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

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

up, and tears of frustration

appeared like a knight

her world felt

threw herself into Robin's

stood momentarily stunned, grappling with

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

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

eyes gleaming with a menacing intent

thickened with tension, causing

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

his pallid, gaunt face suggested someone who

at a

the name Lewis was synonymous with

by Steven,

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

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

he addressed Robin, "Kid, you think you

Lynches really that intimidating? The ones I've met seem more like a gang of

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

strict principles for half my life? Anyone who dares

him, creating a deep impression from a man who appeared to be on his last legs. The crowd instinctively recoiled, fear etched on their faces as they regarded

the

you so full of

by his previous safety behind Lewis, stepped

you to show us what you're

don't bow down to me today, I

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

crumpled to the