The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 223

Chapter 223 How Presumptuous

The grand hall of the Harmonfield Hotel was wrapped in an oppressive silence.

Ruby, daughter of the leader of the Brookhaven Martial Alliance, had unleashed words that were shockingly rude and unjust.

Ms. Silva was a guest of honor, invited by the very alliance Ruby represented.

As the celebratory host, Ruby's actions were nothing short of disappointing.

It appeared Ms. Quinn's upbringing lacked the refinement one would expect.

Wilhelm and Finn exchanged anxious glances, caught in the tension between Vera and Ruby.

They longed to intervene, to coax Ruby into restraint.

Yet they understood the depths of her fury all too well.

Once Ruby decided on a course, no one could deter her.

Pampered by her father Ronald throughout her life, Ruby was accustomed to having her wishes fulfilled.

There was one case that involved the daughter of one of Ruby's grandfather's students.

At school, she had a rival in that girl, whose beauty captivated everyone around her.

The girl's eyes shimmered like those of a woodland sprite, entrancing all who beheld her.

Gentle and kind, she garnered the affection of peers and teachers alike.

Frequent praise flowed to her, particularly for her enchanting gaze.

Such admiration only stoked Ruby's jealousy.

One fateful afternoon, Ruby deceived the girl into a hidden corner.

She commanded the children of the elders, who always flattered her, to blind the girl. They gouged out her eyes.

When the girl's father discovered this horror, he nearly lost his sanity.

Understanding that Ruby was the leader's daughter, he reluctantly confronted Ronald and Kyler.

To his disbelief, Ronald offered no reprimand to Ruby. Instead, he allowed Kyler to punish the disciple severely.

Ronald made it clear that as long as his granddaughter was pleased, nothing else mattered.

From that day forward, both the disciple and his daughter vanished without explanation.

Their fate became a dark secret, lost to time.

in the Martial Alliance dared to defy Ms.

many

the severity, Ronald and Kyler swiftly intervened to

the powerful,

happiness eclipsed every other concern, it

Silva, maybe... maybe you should just hand over the necklace to Ruby ..." Vera's gaze sharpened, her voice like ice. "This

a storm of anger brewing, ready to spill-until a voice, low and commanding, resonated from behind them.

a grace that seemed practiced, his presence an

waned just a

nodded. "Mr. Neville, how nice of you to

courteous yet unyielding. "Ms.

the necklace around Vera's neck, her voice colored with feigned innocence. "That necklace belongs to me, Mr. Neville! And yet she refuses

edge. "If the necklace is Ms. Quinn's, I would suggest returning it. It's just a piece

This necklace was bought for me by Robin at your family's auction for

smile tugging at his lips. "Ms. Silva, whatever tale you tell is irrelevant to

the hall grew louder as his words echoed, disbelief tinged with

really just say that? I can hardly believe my ears," someone whispered, shock thick in their

leader, to say something so ridiculous... it's just stunning," muttered

Quinn too-both of them, together

...

shock and alarm as he absorbed Jason's stance. He stepped closer, pulling Jason aside to murmur, "Sir, this isn't ... it's unbecoming..." Jason brushed him off without a thought. "Mr. Anthony, stay out of this. It's hardly

at the onlookers, who watched the exchange with curiosity and

back to Vera, her voice cool, her words edged. "You heard Mr. Neville, didn't you? Take off that necklace and return it, or you

Silva, since Ruby is interested in

or I'll even add another 150 million if you simply hand it to Ms. Quinn." Anthony, alarmed, reached out again to Jason, his voice

glare was steely, and his voice left no

defeated sigh, Anthony stepped

across Ruby's face as she glanced

heard Mr. Neville. Just give me the necklace now, before things turn

this necklace originally belonged to the Nevilles. How can you cling to

was icy, her gaze as piercing as steel. "An heir of the most powerful martial family and the cherished daughter of Draconia's leading alliance-both admired both

Anthony, her tone daring,

the policy of the Nevilles to forcibly reclaim items sold at their

strained smile. "Ms. Silva, forgive me.

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tongue. I decide how things are handled

tried again to reason. "Sir,

fell away. "Enough! You're a butler, Anthony. Don't presume to

resigned nod, Anthony swallowed his frustration. He turned to Vera, an

"

master ... he's still learning. Rest assured, the Nevilles will address this. For now,

her own face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well," she said quietly, exhaling. "I've wasted enough time here." She turned

wasn't ready to let her go. Swiftly, she caught Vera

a harsh rip, splitting from the shoulder down. Vera grasped

is this the sort of

but didn't retreat. He took a