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.

with striking features strode from the crowd, his confident smile aimed straight at Ruby. "Ruby, you

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

Eaton, son of Cade Eaton,

known among Brookhaven's younger generation for his unmatched

Ronald's first disciple, Finn and Ruby had grown up side by side, building

with all the

sensed his affection long ago, yet, in her mind,

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

with a heady sense of

became the centerpiece of

gathered a circle of young men, each one striving to

in the flattery and admiration as if they were

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

her, voices murmured praise, words

filled her with a quiet

hall of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance was, without question,

certain everyone here would pay her

such an atmosphere-surrounded by adoration,

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 perfect. Show our guests the respect they deserve," he said,

with a purposeful stride, he made his

esteemed president of the Draconia Holistic Medicine

himself had extended the invitation,

not only Apollo's most respected disciple but had recently made waves

affliction of his own. In Wilder,

that his protégé's potential was

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

and Drake accompanied Kyler to the second floor, where the lounge

the room sat Ronald, his form reclining in a

each in their forties, faces hard

if bound to

of in reverent whispers, figures who seemed to tread the

orphans once, foundlings taken in by Ronald when he was still forging

Ronald's very first

whispered to be beyond mortal

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

when defeat seemed certain. They made the Alliance

the Brookhaven Martial Alliance spread its influence throughout

to fade from view, retreating into the

stand here-silent sentinels in Ronald's presence felt

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 voice. Wilder and Drake bowed with respect. "Please, Mr. Quinn,

the pallor beneath his skin.

decades. Apollo, your mentor, prescribed me a remedy back then, a treatment

for the elusive Violet Wyvernroot, I doubt

years of struggle with this sickness. Just yesterday, my granddaughter Ruby

to Wilder, a spark of hope in his eyes. "I've asked you here, Wilder, in the hope that you might help me secure a 500-year-old

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