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.

the Martial Alliance dared to

years, many

of the severity, Ronald and Kyler swiftly intervened

to the powerful, while the weak had no voice to

every other concern, it

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

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

Jason descended with a

fury in Ruby's eyes waned just a

"Mr. Neville,

yet unyielding.

voice colored with feigned innocence. "That necklace belongs to me, Mr.

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 all;

necklace was bought for me by Robin at your family's auction for five

whatever tale you tell is irrelevant to me," he replied, his tone

hall grew louder as his

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

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, an example of

too-both of them, together ...

...

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

curiosity and wariness. Resigned, he took a step back, honoring

that necklace and return it, or you won't

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

transfer the money to you here and now, or I'll even add another 150 million if you simply hand it to

glare was steely, and his voice left

Anthony stepped back, his disapproval evident

pleased smile spread across Ruby's face as

heard Mr. Neville. Just give me the necklace

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

family and the cherished daughter of Draconia's leading alliance-both admired both envied. Yet, you're

her

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

managed a strained smile. "Ms. Silva,

"1

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

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

You're a

frustration. He turned to Vera, an

"

learning. Rest assured, the Nevilles

own face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well," she said quietly, exhaling. "I've wasted enough time here." She

ready to let her go. Swiftly, she caught Vera by the sleeve, yanking

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

of

retreat. He