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

the years, many

and Kyler

to the powerful, while the weak had

happiness eclipsed every other concern,

his voice tentative. "Ms. Silva, maybe... maybe you should just hand over the necklace to Ruby ..." Vera's gaze sharpened, her voice like ice. "This necklace is a gift from Robin. No one

a voice, low

where Jason descended with a

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

"Mr.

between the two women, his tone courteous yet

feigned innocence. "That necklace belongs to me, Mr. Neville!

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.

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

irrelevant to me,"

hall grew louder as his words echoed, disbelief tinged with

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

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, an example of

of

...

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

glanced at the onlookers, who watched the exchange with curiosity and

edged. "You heard Mr. Neville, didn't you? Take off that necklace and return it, or you won't

interested in the necklace, you'd do well

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, we can't compromise the Nevilles' standards

voice left no room

defeated sigh, Anthony stepped back, his disapproval evident

spread across Ruby's face as she glanced

Neville. Just give me the necklace

How can you cling to it like this?

powerful martial family and the cherished daughter of Draconia's leading alliance-both admired

Anthony, her

the policy of the Nevilles to forcibly reclaim items sold at their own auctions?

Silva,

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"Mr. Anthony, hold your tongue. I decide how things

and he sighed, voice low, as he tried again to reason. "Sir, please. Each

You're a butler, Anthony. Don't presume

swallowed his frustration. He turned to Vera, an

"

the Nevilles will address this. For now, it may be

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

her go. Swiftly, she caught Vera by

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

Quinn, is this the sort of

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