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

many similar

of the severity, Ronald and Kyler swiftly

their view, this world belonged to the powerful, while the weak had no

every other concern, it

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

ready to spill-until a voice,

toward the stairs, where Jason descended with a grace that seemed practiced, his presence an immediate

a

"Mr. Neville, how nice of

yet unyielding.

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

smoothly, though his words carried an edge.

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

you tell is irrelevant to me," he replied, his tone disturbingly light. "Ms.

louder as his words echoed, disbelief tinged with

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

to say something so ridiculous... it's just stunning," muttered another. "Isn't Jason supposed to be the perfect gentleman, an example of integrity? I never thought

Quinn too-both of them, together ...

...

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.

and wariness.

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

interested in the necklace, you'd do well

150 million if you simply hand it to Ms. Quinn."

glare was steely, and his voice left no room for

Anthony stepped back, his disapproval evident

across Ruby's face as she

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

necklace originally belonged to the Nevilles. How

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

her tone daring,

the Nevilles to forcibly reclaim items sold at their

"Ms. Silva, forgive

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

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

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

a resigned nod, Anthony swallowed his frustration. He turned to Vera,

"

assured, the Nevilles will

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

wasn't ready to let her go. Swiftly, she caught Vera by the sleeve, yanking

shoulder down. Vera grasped the torn

is this the sort of dignity the

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