The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 194

Chapter 194

Chapter 194 The Slip-On Sandals

In the car, Robin noticed that Vera was barefoot.

"Vera, seriously? You're the CEO of Silva Group, and you're going to work barefoot? Where are your shoes?"

She glared at him. "You're really asking where my shoes went? Last night, you threw both of them into the lake! Or did you conveniently forget that part?"

"I threw your shoes into the lake? I ... don't remember that at all." Robin's voice trailed off as he realized he might've just confessed.

"Don't you play dumb with me! When we get to town, you're buying me a new pair of shoes! Those shoes cost me 80,000 dollars, do you have any idea how heartbroken I am?"

Robin rolled his eyes. "I'm not buying you shoes. And anyway, it's early; no stores are open yet. Just have your assistant order a pair for you later."

Vera huffed. "Every time we go up to that mansion of yours on Dawnspire Heights Estates, you find some excuse to get rid of my shoes!

"The last time, I had to walk out of there in socks, and Piper laughed at me for a week!

"And this time, I don't even have flip-flops! Robin, I swear, if you do this again..."

Robin raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it?"

She hesitated, then said with a defiant smile, "I'll just camp out in your precious mansion and never leave!"

They bickered the whole drive. Just as they were about to reach the Silva Group building, Robin spotted a small shoe store open on the side of the road. "Fine, fine, stop complaining. There's a shoe shop over there. I'll get you a pair." He paused.

"What's your size again?"

"Size 6!" Vera covered her mouth to hide a grin, feeling oddly thrilled.

Finally, he's buying something for me!

Robin went over to the shop and, without much thought, picked out a pair of slip-on sandals for ten dollars.

Vera watched him from the car, feeling a warm glow inside.

She imagined the nice, stylish shoes Robin might bring back for her.

Maybe today will actually be a good day, she thought with a smile.

After paying, Robin noticed the shoes weren't even bagged. "Hey, don't you have a box or something for these?"

The shopkeeper gave him a look. "A box? For a ten-dollar pair of sandals?"

Robin looked down at the sandals. Fair enough. The box would probably be worth more than the shoes themselves. "Well... how about a plastic bag, at least?"

The shopkeeper sighed, rummaging around under the counter before producing a crumpled, slightly dirty plastic bag.

Robin raised an eyebrow. "This is the best you've got?"

"Sir," the shopkeeper replied with a sigh, "business is tough these days. Margins are tight."

rolled his eyes. "Fine,

sandals into the plastic bag and

herself, imagining him bringing back a pair of elegant heels. But when she saw the

got to be kidding me! Robin, these

size 6. The shopkeeper said they

you pay for these?" she asked, her

as he got

lost it. "You expect me to wear ten-dollar

I meet with people who

wear them." Robin shrugged. "This was the most expensive pair they had. The guy even tried to sell

"I can't believe this. I threw out my 80,000 dollars

and looked at the shoes-green plastic with tacky little bows and gaudy floral patterns around the

new pair at

to you, today's going to be a long day

the entrance to Silva Group, Vera stepped out of the car in her

receptionists and security guards at the

could feel eyes following her as she walked through

Silva's shoes today. Bold

the

trend-bringing back that classic,

held back a laugh. They actually think these ten-dollar shoes are

as Vera entered

a hand dismissively.

her shoes, trying not to laugh. "Vera, those shoes

She then laughed.

it. For your information, Robin got me these," Vera

you those? That's ... bold

gritted her teeth. "Enough about the

out a memo-anyone caught talking about my shoes today loses 2,000 dollars from

office, feeling

you jerk, just wait! I'll get you back for this,

she closed her office door, she couldn't help but smile. At least he bought me something

anything from Robin Ramsey.

chuckled, remembering the ten-dollar pair

least he got

had a moment to settle in before her phone rang. It was Raymond. "Vera, I'd love to take you out to lunch today." "Lunch?

hoping you could help

gave me after the incident at the

seem to approach him. Vera, I know you two are close. Would you be

could just ... help me connect with him, I'd be grateful." Vera sighed. "I can't guarantee he'll agree, Raymond. But send me the details, and I'll see

do my best to bring it up. Send me the details of your gathering, and

"Vera, thank

off. "You know I don't need the

tone turning serious. "But let me tell you something-Robin's not like those other

dream of it. I genuinely want to get to know him. He helped me out before, and

...

to East City

road,

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