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.

stood a man in his

clear that Jamie had come with backup to

disgrace harassing a woman!

parked the car, turned

men closing in on Vera, their

Porsche was

tramp! Hand over

there would be no Silva Group today!" Furious, Vera shot back, "You're a disgrace! My mom brought five million to Harmonfield,

invested that money, and when she earned ten

who felt pity for her and sent

the man next to Jamie. "You're the Lynches'

five million belongs to the Lynches. To the family, there's no distinction between right and wrong-only whether they want it or not."

Brighton-what a bunch of

tears of frustration streamed

had appeared

her world felt significantly

herself into Robin's

stood momentarily stunned, grappling with the scene

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

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

eyes gleaming with

thickened with tension, causing spectators

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

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

energy radiated from him, hinting at a dangerous nature that belied

name Lewis

was taken in by Steven,

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

fact with exaggeration. Nobody knew exactly how skilled he was,

derisive sneer, he addressed Robin, "Kid, you think you can lay hands on the heir

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

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

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

the ground with tremendous force, producing a deafening crack as the thick asphalt yielded beneath him, creating a deep

the power of the Lynches' second steward in

you so

bolstered by his previous safety behind Lewis, stepped

you to show us what you're made of

don't bow down to me today, I

I'll ensure the Silvas face the consequences

promptly crumpled to the