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 Alliance dared

years, many

and Kyler

powerful, while the weak had no voice to

every

his voice tentative. "Ms. Silva, maybe... maybe you should just hand over the necklace to Ruby ..." Vera's gaze sharpened, her voice like

mouth twisted, a storm of anger brewing, ready to spill-until a voice, low and commanding, resonated from behind

where Jason descended with a grace

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

nodded. "Mr.

tone courteous yet unyielding. "Ms. Quinn,

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

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

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

shrugged, a slight smile tugging at his lips. "Ms. Silva, whatever tale you tell is irrelevant to me," he replied, his tone disturbingly light. "Ms. Quinn claims it's

in the hall grew louder as his words echoed, disbelief

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

say something so ridiculous... it's just stunning," muttered another. "Isn't Jason supposed

Quinn too-both of them, together ...

...

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

watched the exchange with curiosity and wariness. Resigned,

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 on my birthday. I'm not surrendering

Vera's defiance, moved closer. "Ms. Silva, since Ruby is interested in

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 urgent. "Sir,

left no room

stepped back, his disapproval evident

pleased smile spread across Ruby's face

me the necklace now, before things

How can you

the most powerful martial family and the cherished daughter of Draconia's leading alliance-both admired both envied. Yet,

her tone

of the Nevilles to forcibly reclaim items sold at

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

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

frustration, and he sighed, voice low, as he tried again

veneer of charm fell away. "Enough! You're a butler, Anthony.

Anthony swallowed his frustration. He turned to

"

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

glanced at Anthony's worn expression, her own face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well,"

go. Swiftly, she caught Vera by the

harsh rip, splitting from the shoulder down. Vera grasped the

of

He took a step