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

the years, many similar events

the severity, Ronald and Kyler

their view, this world belonged to the powerful, while the weak

every other concern,

just hand over the necklace to Ruby ..." Vera's gaze sharpened, her voice like ice. "This necklace is a gift from

ready to spill-until a voice, low and commanding, resonated from behind them. "Ms. Quinn,

stairs, where Jason descended with a grace that

Ruby's eyes waned just a flicker,

nodded. "Mr. Neville, how nice of you

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

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

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

bought for me by Robin at

irrelevant to me," he

as his words

that? I can hardly believe my ears," someone whispered, shock thick in

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,

Quinn too-both of them,

...

shock and alarm as

with curiosity and wariness. Resigned, he took a step back, honoring Jason's

support, Ruby turned 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

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

was auctioned by the Nevilles. I'll transfer the money 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

and his voice left no room for argument.

sigh, Anthony stepped back, his disapproval

smile spread across Ruby's face

Neville. Just give me the necklace now, before things turn

belonged to the Nevilles. How can you

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

Anthony, her tone daring,

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

a strained smile. "Ms. Silva, forgive me.

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

voice low, as he tried

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

swallowed his frustration. He turned to Vera, an

"

assured, the Nevilles will address this. For now,

Anthony's worn expression, her own face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well," she said quietly,

go. Swiftly, she caught Vera

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

the sort of dignity the Brookhaven

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