The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 221

Chapter 221 You're Beautiful

The Eastvale Development Group, security department's conference room.

Robin was deep into the TrustGen Loans paperwork when Carson's call interrupted him.

"Mr. Ramsey, I mentioned Brookhaven Martial Alliance's plan to open a branch in Harmonfield. Today's the big day. Do you have time to join us for the inauguration?"

Robin barely looked up, responding, "Sure, I'll finish up here and head over. Where's it being held?"

"If you're free, I can pick you up, and we'll head to the Harmonfield Hotel together," Carson suggested.

Robin checked the clock, then shook his head. "No need to come out of your way. Just send me the details, and I'll meet you there."

Carson, understanding, quickly texted over the address and time for the ceremony at Harmonfield Hotel's Crown Banquet.

...

The Crown Banquet was alive with grandeur, each corner decked in vibrant splendor and filled with an air of anticipation.

It was the day the Brookhaven Martial Alliance would officially launch its Harmonfield branch.

Representatives from each alliance chapter in Draconia were in attendance, along with the formidable six elder enforcers from the main headquarters.

Guests ranged from the most influential families of Brookhaven and Harmonfield to martial arts practitioners across Draconia, famed family heads, and notable figures from the state's social elite. By 9 a.m., the hotel's opulent walls stood witness to the arrival of dignitaries from every corner.

Among them, Ruby had spared nothing in her preparations, hiring stylists and image consultants to achieve a flawless look.

Spending six-figure later, she sported a refined hairstyle, artfully applied makeup, and a gown that spoke of elegance and luxury.

As she stepped into the ballroom, the heads of numerous high-society guests turned to admire her.

Wilhelm Dixon, the Dixon Group's second son-and a close ally of the Alliance from the provincial capital caught sight of Ruby descending the staircase.

He wasted no time, approaching with a courteous smile, offering his arm as he escorted her into the center of the hall.

"Ruby, you're absolutely captivating tonight," he said, with a warmth that left little doubt about his admiration.

The Dixon Group held an essential role as one of Brookhaven Martial Alliance's primary financial pillars.

The Dixons and the Quinns had been allies for generations.

Wilhelm, the second son of the Dixons, had admired Ruby for as long as he could remember.

But with the Alliance towering over them in influence, Dixon Group remained modest in stature.

So Wilhelm kept his admiration hidden, unspoken, as if silence could shield him from the consequences of his desires.

Tonight, Ruby stood at the center of the ballroom, carrying herself with the poise of a queen. Wilhelm felt his heart thud as he followed her every movement, eager to attend to her slightest whim.

with striking features strode from the crowd, his confident smile aimed straight at

a hint of a smile curling at her lips. "Oh? So you're saying I don't usually look this

son of Cade Eaton, the Alliance's

star, Finn was known among Brookhaven's younger generation for his unmatched skill

Finn and Ruby had grown up side by side,

had admired her, with all the fervor and uncertainty

had sensed his affection long ago, yet, in her mind, Finn

it, enjoying the unspoken adoration, as if the men

attention filled her with a heady sense

became the centerpiece

one striving to catch her attention, each one hoping for a

delighting in the flattery and admiration as if

cascading over her shoulders, and her gown radiating

voices murmured praise, words laced with admiration, envy, and

filled her with a

the grand hall of the Brookhaven Martial

everyone here would pay her the respect she

raised in such an atmosphere-surrounded

used to the feeling, and she basked in it now, catching the awe, reverence, and, perhaps, a touch of flattery in the eyes that followed her. A calm pride settled over her. Kyler appeared from the back of the hall, pausing as he took in his daughter's appearance, the elegance she wore like a second skin. A glint of approval crossed his face. "Ruby, you look perfect. Show our guests the respect they deserve," he said, smiling as he greeted each guest

purposeful stride, he made his

esteemed president of the Draconia

extended the

recently made waves by curing the illnesses of

of his own. In Wilder,

predicted that

warm nod. "Mr. Lennon, Mr. Dunn, good evening. Follow me upstairs; my father is waiting

accompanied Kyler to the second floor, where the lounge awaited

of the room sat Ronald, his form reclining in a

stood in silence, each in their forties, faces

if bound

the Brookhaven Martial Alliance were men spoken of in reverent whispers, figures who seemed to

in by Ronald when he was still forging the

Ronald's very

skills were whispered to be beyond mortal

could have torn it apart, it was these four

seemed certain. They made the Alliance something to be feared, to be respected, to

the Brookhaven Martial Alliance spread its influence throughout

Kings began to fade from view, retreating

presence felt

etched with weariness. "It's a privilege to have you both here. I regret I couldn't greet

gaze lingered on Ronald's face, noting the pallor beneath his

has haunted me for decades. Apollo, your mentor, prescribed me a remedy back then, a treatment that's kept me here

not for the elusive Violet Wyvernroot, I doubt I'd have

Just yesterday, my granddaughter Ruby tried to secure the Violet Wyvernroot for me, but

Wilder, a spark of hope in his eyes. "I've asked you here, Wilder, in the hope that