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

Ronald and

to the powerful, while the weak had no

eclipsed every other concern,

all too well how dangerous her displeasure could be. Anxiously, he spoke up, his voice tentative. "Ms. Silva, maybe... maybe you should just hand

a voice, low and

stairs, where Jason descended with a grace that seemed practiced, his presence

Ruby's eyes waned just a flicker, but

flashed him a smile and nodded. "Mr.

women, his tone courteous yet

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

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 a piece of jewelry, after

bought for me by Robin at your family's auction for five billion. So how it could suddenly be hers is beyond

irrelevant to me," he replied,

the hall grew louder as his words

say that? I can hardly believe my ears," someone

always held to principles and fairness. For Jason Neville, their future leader, to say something so ridiculous... it's just stunning," muttered another.

too-both of

...

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 him off without a thought. "Mr. Anthony, stay out

the onlookers, who watched the exchange with curiosity and wariness. Resigned, he took a step back, honoring Jason's decision,

that necklace and return it, or you won't like what happens

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 but urgent. "Sir, we can't compromise the Nevilles' standards like

voice left no room for argument. "Mr.

defeated sigh, Anthony stepped back, his

pleased smile spread across Ruby's

Mr. Neville. Just give me the necklace now,

the Nevilles. How can you cling to it like

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 envied. Yet, you're both as tactless as schoolyard bullies. It's

her tone daring, "Mr.

to forcibly reclaim items sold at their own auctions? I'd like to hear your

Silva, forgive me. The Nevilles would

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

as he tried again

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

frustration. He

"

still learning. Rest assured, the Nevilles will address this. For

own face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well,"

to let her go. Swiftly, she caught Vera by

tore with a harsh rip, splitting from the shoulder down. Vera grasped the torn edge of

Quinn, is this the sort of dignity the

He took