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.

strode from the crowd, his confident smile aimed straight at Ruby. "Ruby, you look breathtaking tonight! I almost

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

of Cade

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

disciple, Finn and Ruby had grown up side by side, building a bond

admired her, with all the fervor and uncertainty of

affection long ago, yet, in her mind,

adoration, as if the men drawn to her were stars revolving around her

filled her with a

Ruby became the centerpiece

her gathered a circle of young men, each one striving to

all in, delighting in the flattery and admiration as if they were

Ruby stood, her long hair cascading over her

murmured praise, words laced with admiration, envy,

her with

grand hall of the Brookhaven Martial

was certain everyone here would pay her the

raised in such an atmosphere-surrounded by

A calm pride settled over her. Kyler appeared from the back of the hall, pausing as he

a purposeful stride, he made his way toward

to greet-Wilder Lennon, the esteemed president

himself had extended

most respected disciple but had recently made waves by curing the

a strange affliction of his own. In Wilder, he hoped to find the

that his protégé's

with a warm nod. "Mr. Lennon, Mr. Dunn, good evening. Follow

exchanges, Wilder and Drake accompanied Kyler to the second floor,

room sat Ronald, his form reclining in a

men stood in silence, each in their forties, faces hard and impassive,

as if bound to

Four Heavenly Kings of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance were men spoken of in reverent

were orphans once, foundlings taken in by

were Ronald's very first

skills were whispered to be beyond mortal

that could have torn it

blood-soaked battles, of last-minute rescues-how they turned the tide when defeat seemed certain. They

Martial Alliance

Kings began to fade from view, retreating into the shadows,

Ronald's presence felt as if

a privilege to have you both here. I regret I couldn't greet you at the door," he said, a hint of fatigue in his voice. Wilder and Drake bowed with respect. "Please,

gaze lingered on Ronald's face, noting the pallor beneath his skin. "How have you

"This illness has haunted me for decades. Apollo, your mentor, prescribed me

the elusive Violet Wyvernroot, I doubt I'd have survived

struggle with this sickness. Just yesterday,

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

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