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.

confident smile aimed straight at Ruby.

lips. "Oh? So you're saying I don't usually

of

among Brookhaven's younger generation

disciple, Finn and Ruby had grown

with all the fervor and

ago, yet, in her mind, Finn never

as if the men drawn to her were stars revolving around her

her with a heady sense

Ruby became the centerpiece of the

each one striving to catch her attention, each one hoping

delighting in the flattery and admiration as if

Ruby stood, her long hair cascading over her

voices murmured praise, words laced

with a quiet

the Brookhaven Martial Alliance was, without question, her

certain everyone here would pay her

in such an atmosphere-surrounded by adoration,

the back of the hall, pausing as he took in his daughter's

stride, he made his way

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

had extended the invitation,

most respected disciple but had recently made waves by curing

battled a strange affliction of his own. In Wilder, he hoped to find the relief

that his protégé's

hotel's entrance, Kyler welcomed Wilder and Drake with a warm nod. "Mr. Lennon, Mr. Dunn, good evening.

few cordial exchanges, Wilder and Drake accompanied Kyler to

sat Ronald, his form

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

stood unmoving, as if bound

reverent whispers, figures who seemed to tread

by Ronald when he was still

Ronald's very

skills were whispered to

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

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

Brookhaven Martial Alliance

the Four Heavenly Kings began to

stand here-silent sentinels in Ronald's presence felt as if an ancient power had stirred

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 the door," he said, a hint of fatigue in his

lingered on Ronald's face, noting the pallor beneath his

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

Violet Wyvernroot, I doubt I'd

sickness. Just yesterday, my granddaughter Ruby tried to secure the Violet Wyvernroot for me,

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

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