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.

a young man with striking features strode from the crowd, his confident smile aimed

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

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

among Brookhaven's younger generation for his

had grown up side

had admired her, with all the fervor

in her mind, Finn never quite reached the standard

she never spoke of it, enjoying the unspoken adoration, as if the men

filled her with a heady sense of

centerpiece of the

to catch her attention, each one hoping for

in, delighting in the flattery and admiration as if

the glittering chandelier, Ruby stood, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, and her gown radiating

her, voices murmured praise, words

filled her with

hall of the Brookhaven

was certain everyone here would pay her

an atmosphere-surrounded by

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

a purposeful stride, he made his way toward

Lennon, the esteemed president of the

himself had extended the

disciple but had recently made waves by curing the illnesses of Martin and

own. In Wilder, he

that his

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

Drake accompanied Kyler to the second

room sat Ronald,

in silence, each in their forties, faces

unmoving, as if bound

Alliance were men spoken of in reverent whispers, figures who seemed to tread the line between the real

foundlings taken in by Ronald when

were Ronald's very

were whispered to

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

when defeat seemed certain. They

Brookhaven Martial Alliance spread its

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

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

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

Ronald's face, noting the pallor beneath his skin.

tone heavy. "This illness has haunted me for decades. Apollo, your mentor, prescribed me a remedy back then, a

the elusive Violet Wyvernroot, I doubt

paused, collecting his thoughts. "This year marks thirty-six years of struggle with this sickness. Just yesterday, my granddaughter Ruby tried to secure the

his eyes. "I've asked you here, Wilder,

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