The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 221

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.

striking features strode from the crowd, his confident smile aimed straight at Ruby. "Ruby, you look

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

was Finn Eaton, son of Cade

was known among Brookhaven's younger generation for his unmatched skill and

had grown up

Finn had admired her, with all the fervor and uncertainty

yet, in her mind, Finn never quite reached

as if the

filled her with a heady sense of

centerpiece of the entire banquet

to catch her attention, each

all in, delighting in the flattery and

the glittering chandelier, Ruby stood, her long hair cascading over her

voices murmured praise, words laced with admiration,

her with a

hall of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance was,

everyone here would pay

raised in such an atmosphere-surrounded by adoration, spoiled

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

stride, he made

significant to greet-Wilder Lennon, the esteemed president of the Draconia Holistic Medicine and

himself had extended the

only Apollo's most respected disciple but had recently made waves by curing the illnesses of Martin and

own. In Wilder, he hoped

had predicted that his protégé's

Lennon,

cordial exchanges, Wilder and Drake accompanied Kyler to

sat Ronald, his form reclining in a

their forties, faces

bound to him

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

were orphans once, foundlings taken in by Ronald

were Ronald's very

to be

infancy, trembling under threats that could have torn it apart, it was these

seemed certain. They made

Brookhaven Martial Alliance spread its influence

gained power, the Four Heavenly Kings began to fade from view, retreating

sentinels in Ronald's presence felt as if an ancient power had

the VIP lounge, where Ronald gestured a greeting from his wheelchair, his face etched with weariness. "It's a privilege to have you both here. I regret I couldn't greet

pallor beneath his skin. "How have

haunted me for decades. Apollo, your mentor, prescribed me a remedy

Wyvernroot, I doubt I'd have

struggle with this sickness. Just yesterday, my granddaughter Ruby tried to secure the Violet Wyvernroot

asked you here, Wilder, in

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