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 straight

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

son of

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

had grown up side by side, building

with all the fervor and uncertainty of young

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

spoke of it, enjoying the unspoken adoration, as if the men drawn to her

with a heady

moments, Ruby became the centerpiece of the entire banquet

each one striving to catch her attention, each one hoping

delighting in the flattery and admiration

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

murmured praise, words laced with admiration,

filled her with

the Brookhaven

would pay her the respect

in such an atmosphere-surrounded by

pausing as

he made

someone significant to greet-Wilder Lennon, the esteemed president

extended the invitation,

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

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

predicted that

Lennon, Mr. Dunn,

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

the center of the room sat Ronald, his form reclining

men stood in silence, each in their forties, faces hard

stood unmoving, as if bound to

Martial Alliance were men spoken of in reverent whispers, figures

in by Ronald

were Ronald's

to

that could have torn

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

Brookhaven Martial Alliance spread its

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

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

VIP lounge, where Ronald gestured a greeting from his wheelchair, his face etched with weariness. "It's a privilege to have you both here. I regret I couldn't greet you at

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

Apollo, your mentor, prescribed me

Wyvernroot,

yesterday, my granddaughter Ruby tried to secure the Violet Wyvernroot for me, but it

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

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