The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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

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

young man was Finn Eaton, son of

was known among Brookhaven's younger generation for his unmatched

and Ruby had grown up side by side, building a

youth, Finn had admired her, with all the

sensed his affection long ago, yet, in her mind, Finn never quite reached

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

filled her with a heady sense

became the centerpiece

one striving to catch her attention, each one hoping

drank it all in, delighting in the flattery and admiration as if they were offerings made to

cascading over her shoulders,

murmured praise, words

her with a

of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance was, without question, her

here would pay her

been raised in such an atmosphere-surrounded by

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

with a purposeful stride, he made

the esteemed

himself had extended the

only Apollo's most respected disciple but had recently made waves by

strange affliction of his own. In

Apollo had predicted that his

warm nod. "Mr. Lennon, Mr. Dunn, good evening. Follow me upstairs; my father is waiting in the

Kyler to the second

the room sat Ronald,

in silence, each in their forties, faces hard and impassive, as

if bound to him

of in reverent whispers,

in by Ronald when he was still forging

were Ronald's

skills were whispered to

trembling under threats that could have torn it apart, it was these four who held the

last-minute rescues-how they turned the tide when defeat seemed certain.

Brookhaven Martial Alliance spread its influence

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

them to stand here-silent sentinels in Ronald's presence felt as if

regret I couldn't greet you at the door," he said, a hint of fatigue in his voice. Wilder

noting the pallor beneath his skin. "How have you been

me for decades. Apollo, your mentor, prescribed

Violet Wyvernroot, I doubt I'd

struggle with this sickness. Just yesterday, my granddaughter Ruby tried to secure

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