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.

one in the Martial Alliance dared to

many similar events

of the severity, Ronald and Kyler swiftly intervened to restore

the powerful,

every other concern,

hand over the necklace to Ruby ..." Vera's gaze

twisted, a storm of anger brewing, ready to spill-until a voice, low and commanding, resonated from behind them. "Ms. Quinn, is something the

turned toward the stairs, where Jason descended with a grace

eyes waned just a

a smile and nodded. "Mr. Neville, how nice of you to

two women, his tone courteous yet unyielding. "Ms. Quinn, are you

flicked dismissively 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

his words carried an edge. "If the

surprise evident. "Mr. Neville, you must have misunderstood. This necklace was bought for me by Robin at your family's auction for five billion. So how it

tell is irrelevant

hall grew louder as his

hardly believe

future leader, to say something so ridiculous...

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

...

eye, a quiet understanding passing between them like an unspoken promise. They shared 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

and wariness. Resigned, he

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.

closer. "Ms. Silva, since Ruby is interested in the necklace, you'd do well to pass

if you simply hand it to Ms. Quinn." Anthony, alarmed, reached out again to Jason, his voice low

steely, and his voice left no room

a defeated sigh, Anthony stepped back, his disapproval evident but

smile spread across Ruby's face as she

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

belonged to the Nevilles. How can you cling to it

most powerful martial family and the cherished daughter

her tone

of the Nevilles to forcibly reclaim items sold at their own auctions? I'd like to hear your family's official stance

smile. "Ms. Silva, forgive

"1

Anthony, hold your tongue.

tightened with frustration, and he sighed, voice low, as he tried again to reason. "Sir, please. Each word you speak represents

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

his frustration. He turned to

"

master ... he's still learning. Rest assured, the Nevilles will address this. For now, it may be best if

worn expression, her own face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well," she said

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

shoulder down. Vera grasped the torn

of dignity

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