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.

no one in the Martial Alliance dared to

many

the severity, Ronald and Kyler swiftly intervened

powerful, while

happiness eclipsed every other concern,

voice tentative. "Ms. Silva, maybe... maybe you should just hand

storm of anger brewing, ready to spill-until a voice, low and

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

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

nodded. "Mr. Neville, how nice of you

yet

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

his words carried an edge. "If the necklace is Ms. Quinn's, I would suggest returning

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

at his lips. "Ms. Silva, whatever tale you tell is irrelevant to me," he replied, his

in the hall grew louder as his

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

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

Ms. Quinn too-both of them, together

...

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 him off without a thought. "Mr. Anthony, stay out of this. It's hardly worth

exchange with curiosity and wariness. Resigned, he took a step back,

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

since Ruby is interested in

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

steely, and his voice left no room for

a defeated sigh, Anthony stepped back, his disapproval evident

pleased smile spread across Ruby's face as she

Mr. Neville. Just give me the

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

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,

to Anthony, her tone daring,

sold at their own auctions? I'd like to hear your family's official

Silva, forgive

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halted him. "Mr. Anthony, hold your tongue. I

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

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

He turned to

"

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

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

ready to let her go. Swiftly,

splitting from the shoulder down. Vera grasped the torn edge of her dress, cheeks flushed

the sort of dignity the Brookhaven Martial

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