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.

It was the only premium invitation for the VIP Zone in

to scan it for verification when a

instantly drew everyone's

and Alice approached

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

Rosewood Hotel belonged to

attendants greeted

their greetings with a slight nod

get an invitation from Neville Group

for people like you. It's hosted by the renowned martial arts family,

not getting in if you're not a martial artist or don't have connections

you some 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

he clearly didn't want

hosted by the Nevilles, she couldn't go against

had Robin's premium invitation in her hands and was

contemptuous glance before looking more closely at his invitation card. After a moment, she

a scornful smile, "it seems that Robin's card

card in the attendant's hands. It was indeed unlike the

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

daughter, Ruby, can only sit in 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?

gates, and you suddenly claimed you'd 'forgotten' your entry card. It was beyond ridiculous!" "And here

yourself. This place is full of

you." Outside Rosewood Hotel, the scene had already attracted a crowd of guests who

Robin when she noticed Alice and the others blocking his path. "Alice, Mr. Gill, what

glanced at Robin disdainfully. "Why are

Vera cut her off with a 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

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

That kind of invitation card doesn't even exist

only then that Vera

It was indeed different.

looked decent, but...

middle-aged man approached, showing

didn't

at Robin, unsure of what to make of

at the attendant. "Are you