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 Martial Alliance dared

years, many

Ronald and

view, this world belonged to the powerful, while

every

displeasure could be. Anxiously, he spoke up, his voice tentative. "Ms. Silva, maybe... maybe you should just hand over the necklace to Ruby ..."

storm of anger brewing, ready to spill-until a voice, low and

where Jason descended with a grace that seemed practiced, his presence an

eyes waned just a flicker, but enough

a smile and nodded. "Mr. Neville, how nice of

the two women, his tone courteous yet unyielding. "Ms. Quinn, are

necklace belongs

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

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

tale you tell is irrelevant to me," he replied, his tone disturbingly light. "Ms. Quinn claims it's hers, so

louder as his words

say that? I can hardly believe

Neville, their future leader, to say something so ridiculous... it's just stunning," muttered another. "Isn't Jason supposed to be the

too-both of them, together

...

later, Anthony arrived, his expression a mix of shock and alarm as he absorbed Jason's stance.

with curiosity and

didn't you? Take off that necklace and return it, or you won't like

moved closer. "Ms. Silva, since Ruby is interested in the necklace, you'd do well to pass it to

hand it

was steely, and his voice left no room for argument.

sigh, Anthony stepped back,

smile spread across Ruby's face as she glanced

Just give me the necklace now, before things turn

necklace originally belonged to the Nevilles. How can you cling

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

Anthony, her tone daring,

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

smile. "Ms. Silva, forgive me. The

"1

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

voice low, as he tried

You're a

He turned

"

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

own face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well," she said quietly,

go. Swiftly, she caught Vera by

with a harsh rip, splitting from the shoulder down.

of dignity the Brookhaven Martial

didn't retreat. He took a step