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.

features strode from the crowd, his confident smile aimed

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

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

among Brookhaven's younger generation for his unmatched skill and

had grown up side by side, building a

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

in her

never spoke of it, enjoying the unspoken adoration, as if the men drawn to her were stars revolving around

her with a heady sense

became the centerpiece of

to catch her attention, each one hoping for a hint of her

drank it all in, delighting in the flattery and admiration as

stood, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, and her gown radiating elegance

murmured praise, words laced with

with a quiet

of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance

everyone here would pay her the

had been raised in such an atmosphere-surrounded by adoration, spoiled

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 second skin. A glint of approval crossed his face. "Ruby, you look

he made his way toward the hotel

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

extended the

had recently made waves by curing the

Ronald had battled a strange affliction of his own. In Wilder, he hoped

predicted that his

nod. "Mr. Lennon, Mr. Dunn, good evening. Follow

a few cordial exchanges, Wilder and Drake accompanied Kyler to the second

sat

silence, each in their forties,

unmoving, as if bound to him as solemn

Four Heavenly Kings of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance were men spoken of in reverent whispers, figures who seemed to tread the line between the real and the

orphans once, foundlings taken in by Ronald

were Ronald's

skills were whispered to

its infancy, trembling under threats that could

turned the tide when defeat seemed certain. They made the Alliance something to be feared,

Martial Alliance spread its influence

Heavenly Kings began to fade from view,

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

weariness. "It's 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, Mr. Quinn, there's

pallor beneath his skin. "How

illness has haunted me for decades. Apollo, your mentor, prescribed me a remedy back then, a treatment that's

it not for the elusive Violet Wyvernroot, I doubt I'd have

this sickness. Just yesterday,

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

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