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.

unique. It was the only premium invitation for the

it in both hands and was about to scan it for verification when a sneering

interruption instantly

Alice approached with

The attendant in the lobby quickly put Robin's invitation card aside

belonged

the attendants greeted

their greetings with a slight nod and mischievously eyed

Robin! Did you get an invitation from

must be mistaken. This auction isn't for people like you. It's hosted by the renowned

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

shares in the Dunn Group and a cushy position, but at the end of the day, you're still a commoner. There's no way you belong here!" Robin ignored him and

attendant who verified Robin's invitation

under Liam and he clearly

the Nevilles, she couldn't

Robin's premium invitation in her hands and was unsure of what

looking more closely at his

scornful smile, "it seems

the card in the attendant's hands.

really outdone yourself this time-coming here with a fake invitation card? And it even says "VIP Zone Premium Invitation!" "Do you know what kind

the standard Zone One. Yet here you are, a commoner with no ties to the martial world, thinking you're entitled to a premium invitation? What a joke!" Alice smirked. "Robin, I'm speechless. Are you just going to coast

you suddenly claimed you'd 'forgotten' your entry card. It was beyond ridiculous!" "And here you are tonight, pulling a stunt like this. At

make an even bigger fool of yourself. This place is full

respect for Shirley. Take the chance to walk away before you embarrass yourself further. This place isn't meant for someone like you." Outside Rosewood Hotel, the scene had already attracted a crowd of guests who were here for

and the others blocking his path. "Alice, Mr. Gill, what are you two talking

up," Alice replied as she glanced at Robin disdainfully. "Why are you so quick to believe him? Haven't you learned

smirk. "That was because you didn't have enough patience, Alice! I trust that Robin wouldn't fake an invitation for something as trivial as an auction." Alice leaned in closer and

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 possibly have

look. That kind of invitation card doesn't even exist at this

that

It was indeed different.

looked decent, but...

approached, showing his

invitation card didn't look

over at Robin, unsure

at the attendant. "Are you going to