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 at Ruby. "Ruby, you look breathtaking tonight! I

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

of Cade Eaton, the Alliance's Chief

Finn was known among Brookhaven's younger generation for his unmatched skill and

had grown up side by side, building a bond that ran

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

long ago, yet, in her mind, Finn never quite

the unspoken adoration, as if the

with

became the centerpiece

a circle of young men, each one striving to catch her attention,

drank it all in, delighting in the flattery and admiration

chandelier, Ruby stood, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, and her

praise, words laced with admiration,

her with

Brookhaven Martial Alliance was,

everyone here would pay

an atmosphere-surrounded by adoration,

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 a second skin. A glint

with a purposeful stride, he made his way toward

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

had extended the invitation,

recently made waves by curing the illnesses of Martin

own. In

Apollo had predicted that his protégé's

and Drake with a warm nod. "Mr. Lennon, Mr. Dunn, good evening. Follow me upstairs; my

Wilder and Drake accompanied Kyler to

of the room sat Ronald, his

in their forties, faces hard

bound to him

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

orphans once, foundlings taken in by Ronald when he was

were Ronald's

whispered to be

threats that could have torn it apart, it

defeat seemed certain. They made the Alliance

the Brookhaven Martial Alliance spread its

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

presence felt as if an ancient

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 voice. Wilder and Drake bowed with respect. "Please, Mr. Quinn, there's no need

pallor beneath his skin.

gave a faint sigh, his tone heavy. "This illness has haunted me for decades. Apollo, your mentor, prescribed me a remedy

not for the elusive Violet Wyvernroot, I doubt

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

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

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