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

the years, many

of the severity, Ronald and

their view, this world belonged to the powerful, while the weak had no

every other concern, it

Finn knew all too well how dangerous her displeasure could be. Anxiously, he spoke up, his voice tentative. "Ms. Silva, maybe... maybe you should just hand over the necklace to Ruby ..." Vera's gaze sharpened,

to spill-until a voice, low and commanding, resonated from behind them.

the stairs, where Jason descended with a grace that seemed practiced, his presence an immediate command

fury in Ruby's eyes waned just a flicker, but enough to

nodded. "Mr. Neville,

swept between the two women, his tone courteous yet unyielding. "Ms. Quinn, are you dealing with

at the necklace around Vera's neck, her voice colored with feigned innocence. "That necklace belongs to me, Mr. Neville! And yet she refuses to return it. How does one explain such

though his words carried an edge. "If the necklace

by Robin

Silva, whatever tale you tell is irrelevant to me," he replied,

grew louder as his words echoed,

just say that? I can hardly

martial arts family, and they've always held to principles and fairness. For Jason Neville, their future leader, to say something so ridiculous... it's just stunning," muttered another. "Isn't

of them, together ...

...

at a connection that needed no words. Moments later, Anthony arrived, his expression a mix of shock and alarm as he absorbed Jason's stance. He stepped closer, pulling Jason aside to murmur, "Sir, this isn't ... it's unbecoming..."

and wariness. Resigned,

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 won't like what happens next." Vera's jaw tightened, her words sharp. "This necklace was a gift from Robin, given to me

defiance, moved closer. "Ms. Silva, since Ruby is interested in the necklace,

and now, 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 low but

steely, and his voice left no room for

stepped back, his disapproval evident but

pleased smile spread across Ruby's face as she glanced

give me

the Nevilles. How can you cling to it like this? It's

"An heir of the most powerful martial family and the cherished daughter of Draconia's leading alliance-both admired both envied. Yet, you're both

Anthony, her tone

reclaim items sold at

a strained smile. "Ms. Silva,

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sharp gaze halted him. "Mr. Anthony, hold your tongue. I decide how things are handled for the

sighed, voice low, as he tried again to reason. "Sir, please. Each word you speak

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

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

"

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

disappointment. "Very well," she said quietly, exhaling.

Swiftly, she caught Vera by the sleeve,

down. Vera grasped the torn edge of her

sort of dignity the Brookhaven

He took a step toward Vera.