The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 204

Chapter 204 Ripley Syndrome

"Robin, wait!" Vera called. She was unwilling to let him go so easily.

She hurried up to him, glancing back to make sure Zachary and Alice weren't watching, then slipped a bank card into his hand.

"If you didn't bring enough money, take this card," she whispered. "It's got ten million on it. Feel free to bid on any jewelry you like and give it to me, okay?"

Robin stopped. He was amused by her hopeful gaze. "You've got plenty of money and you could bid on it yourself. Why do you insist on me buying it for you?"

Vera tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Come on, Robin. Don't you think it'll mean a lot more if you buy it for me? My birthday's coming up, just consider it a gift for me, will you?" "Nope!" Robin said, returning her bank card.

His eyes drifted down to her green sandals and he smirked. "Didn't I already get you a rare pair of shoes?"

Vera followed his gaze to her feet and gasped. "Are you kidding me? You call these ten-dollar sandals a gift?"

Robin shrugged. "The value of a gift isn't based on its price. Didn't you say all your company's executives were envious of those retro sandals? It's so classic and unique!"

With that, he turned and walked toward the entrance of the Rosewood Hotel.

Vera glared at his back, then down at her cheap green plastic sandals, grinding her teeth. "D*mn it! Do you think of me as one of your bros by giving me a pair of ten-dollar sandals as a gift?"

...

"Good evening, sir! Welcome."

Outside Rosewood Hotel, eight attendants with pleasant smiles and elegant postures greeted the guests, bowing slightly as they approached.

"Sir, please present your invitation to the Rosewood Prestige Auction."

All guests entering the Rosewood Hotel were required to show the invitation card sent by Neville Group.

Each card had a unique serial number, with the identity of each guest recorded within it.

Once the cardholder's identity was verified, they would be guided to their designated seating area by an attendant.

Robin handed his invitation card to one of the attendants.

premium invitation for the VIP Zone

hands and was about to scan it for verification when a sneering voice called out, "Hold

instantly

approached with Liam in

evening, Mr. Liam!" The attendant in the lobby quickly put Robin's invitation card

Hotel belonged

the attendants greeted

greetings with a

well, Robin! Did you get an invitation

people like you. It's

have money and influence, you're not getting in if you're not a martial artist

in the Dunn Group and a cushy position, but at the end of the day, you're still a commoner. There's no

who verified Robin's invitation

and he clearly didn't

was hosted by the Nevilles, she couldn't go against

hands and was unsure of what to

standing beside Liam, shot Robin a contemptuous glance before looking more

"it seems that Robin's card is different

looked more closely at the card in the attendant's hands. It was indeed unlike

with a fake invitation card? And it

only sit in the standard Zone One. Yet here you are, a commoner with no ties to the martial world, thinking you're

Estates. I believed you until we got to the gates, and you suddenly claimed you'd 'forgotten' your entry card. It was beyond ridiculous!" "And here you are tonight, pulling a stunt like this. At least make it believable if you're going to fake it! A premium

leave now before you make an even bigger fool of yourself. This place is full of martial artists. You don't want to end up

Hotel, the scene had already attracted a crowd of guests who were here for the auction. Almost everyone recognized Liam since the Rosewood Hotel was famously owned by the Hamilton family. So, when he accused Robin of

blocking his path. "Alice, Mr. Gill, what are you two talking about? Robin wouldn't use a fake invitation to

glanced at Robin disdainfully. "Why are you so

Robin wouldn't fake an invitation for something as trivial as an auction." Alice leaned in closer

belongs to the Hamiltons, and Mr. Liam here has strong ties with the Phoenix Vanguard. If he doesn't have a seat in the VIP Zone, how could Robin

kind of invitation card doesn't even exist

that Vera really

It was indeed different.

looked decent, but... why wasn't

man approached, showing

invitation card didn't look like

glanced over at Robin, unsure of what to make

was growing impatient and gestured at the attendant. "Are you going to verify my card or