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.

man with striking features strode from the crowd, his confident smile aimed straight at Ruby. "Ruby, you look breathtaking tonight!

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

son of Cade Eaton, the

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

had grown up side by side, building a bond that ran

had admired her, with all

in her mind, Finn never quite reached the

of it, enjoying the unspoken adoration, as if the men drawn to her were stars revolving

her with a

moments, Ruby became the centerpiece of the entire

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

flattery and admiration as if they were offerings

cascading over her shoulders, and

words laced with admiration,

with

of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance was, without question, her

was certain everyone here would pay

an atmosphere-surrounded by adoration, spoiled by

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

stride, he made his

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

himself had extended the invitation,

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

of his own. In Wilder, he hoped to find the relief

before, Apollo had predicted that

entrance, Kyler welcomed Wilder and Drake with a warm nod. "Mr. Lennon, Mr. Dunn, good evening. Follow me upstairs;

exchanges, Wilder and Drake accompanied Kyler

room sat Ronald, his form reclining in a

each in their forties,

bound

were men spoken of in reverent whispers, figures who seemed to

were orphans once, foundlings taken in by Ronald when he

Ronald's very

skills were whispered to be

threats that could have torn it

defeat seemed certain.

Martial Alliance

Heavenly Kings began to fade from view, retreating into the shadows, until even legends

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

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, Mr. Quinn, there's no need for apologies," Wilder replied

face, noting the pallor beneath his skin.

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

the elusive Violet Wyvernroot, I doubt

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

eyes. "I've asked you here, Wilder, in the hope that you might help me secure

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