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 50s, accompanied by

that Jamie had come

a disgrace harassing a woman! And

smirk as he parked the car, turned off

a group of men closing in on Vera, their

her Porsche was crumpled and

tramp! Hand over those Silvas shares. They're

when 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

invested that money, and when she earned ten million, she gave it all to my

mom left the Lynches, she took nothing! It was my grandmother who felt pity for her and sent

to Jamie. "You're the Lynches' second steward; you know this is

Lynches. To the family, there's no distinction between right and wrong-only whether they want it or not." "H-how could you...

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

eyes lit up, and tears

Robin had appeared like a knight in shining

moment, her

into

stood momentarily stunned, grappling with the scene

confident woman he usually saw had transformed into a vulnerable figure, clutching him tightly as

rage. "Lewis, this jerk assaulted me!

eyes gleaming with a menacing intent that sent

thickened with tension, causing spectators

middle-aged man with

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

him, hinting at a dangerous nature that belied his

name Lewis

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

a martial arts 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 circulated about him taking down the most notorious pirates from Draconia

Nobody knew exactly how skilled he was, but one truth stood clear: He was not a man to be

you think you can

"Is Brighton's Lynches really that intimidating? The ones I've met seem more like

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

by strict principles for half my life? Anyone who dares touch a member

force, producing a deafening crack as the thick asphalt yielded beneath him, creating a deep impression from a man who

of the Lynches' second steward in

so

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

dare you to show us what

me today, I

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

crumpled to