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.

that incident, no one in the Martial

years, many similar events

and Kyler swiftly intervened to restore

to the powerful, while the weak had

every other concern, it

voice tentative. "Ms. Silva, maybe... maybe you should just hand over the necklace to Ruby ..." Vera's gaze sharpened, her voice like ice. "This necklace is a gift from Robin. No one is taking it from

voice, low

Jason descended with a grace that seemed practiced, his

just a flicker,

smile and nodded. "Mr. Neville, how nice

yet

"That necklace belongs to me, Mr. Neville! And yet she refuses to return it. How

brow as he glanced at Vera. "So you are Ms. Silva," he began smoothly, though his words carried an edge. "If the necklace is Ms. Quinn's, I would suggest returning it. It's just

bought for me by Robin at your family's auction for five billion. So how it could

shrugged, a slight smile tugging at his lips. "Ms. Silva, whatever tale you tell is irrelevant to me," he

murmur in the hall grew louder as his words echoed, disbelief

hardly

Nevilles are the most revered 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 Jason supposed to be the perfect gentleman, an example of

Ms. Quinn too-both of them, together ...

...

a fleeting smile, one that hinted 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..." Jason brushed

who watched the exchange with curiosity and wariness. Resigned, he took a step back, honoring

you? Take off that necklace and return it, or you won't like what happens next." Vera's jaw tightened, her

interested in the necklace, you'd do well to pass it

to you here 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

glare was steely, and his voice left no room for argument. "Mr.

stepped

Ruby's face as she glanced at

Mr. Neville. Just give me the

originally belonged to the Nevilles. How can you cling to it

"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 as

Anthony, her

the Nevilles to forcibly reclaim items sold at their own auctions?

Silva, forgive me. The

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your tongue. I decide how

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

away. "Enough! You're a butler,

swallowed his frustration. He turned to

"

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

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

Swiftly, she caught

the shoulder down.

sort of dignity the

frowned slightly at Ruby's actions but didn't retreat. He took a step toward Vera. His voice