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.

confident smile aimed straight

curling at her lips. "Oh? So you're saying

Eaton, son of Cade Eaton, the Alliance's Chief Elder

rising star, Finn was known among Brookhaven's younger

Finn and Ruby had grown up side

had admired her, with all the fervor and uncertainty of young

in her

adoration, as if the men

attention filled her with a heady

Ruby became the centerpiece of the entire

circle of young men, each one striving to catch her attention,

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

Ruby stood, her long hair cascading

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

her with

grand hall of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance was, without

everyone here would pay her the respect she

an atmosphere-surrounded by adoration, spoiled by endless

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,

he made his

Lennon, the esteemed president of the

himself had extended

was not only Apollo's most respected disciple but had recently made waves by curing the illnesses of Martin

had battled a strange affliction of his own. In Wilder, he hoped to find the relief he had long

that

welcomed Wilder and Drake with a warm nod. "Mr. Lennon, Mr. Dunn, good evening. Follow me upstairs; my father is waiting in the VIP

Kyler to the second floor, where the lounge awaited

sat Ronald, his form reclining in a

in their forties, faces hard and impassive, as though carved from

if bound to him as

spoken of in reverent whispers, figures who seemed to tread the line

by Ronald when he was

were Ronald's

whispered to be

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

rescues-how they turned the tide when defeat seemed certain. They made the Alliance something to be

Alliance spread

as the Alliance gained power, the Four Heavenly Kings began to fade from

presence felt as if an

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

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

tone heavy. "This illness has haunted me for decades. Apollo, your mentor, prescribed me a remedy back then, a treatment that's kept me here as long

it not for the elusive Violet Wyvernroot,

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

asked you here, Wilder, in the hope that you might help me secure a

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