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.

incident, no one in the

many similar

Ronald and Kyler swiftly intervened to restore

their view, this world belonged to the powerful, while the weak had

happiness eclipsed every other concern, it

"Ms. Silva, maybe... maybe you should just hand over the

ready to spill-until a voice, low and commanding, resonated from

descended with a grace that seemed

a flicker, but

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

yet unyielding. "Ms. Quinn, are you dealing with some

innocence. "That necklace belongs to me, Mr. Neville! And yet she refuses to return it. How does

Vera. "So 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; hardly worth

for me by Robin at your family's auction

you tell is irrelevant to me,"

as his words

that? I can hardly believe my ears,"

family, and they've always held to principles and fairness. For Jason Neville, their future leader, to say something so ridiculous... it's just

Quinn too-both of them,

...

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

at the onlookers, who watched the exchange with curiosity and wariness. Resigned, he took a step back, honoring

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

observing Vera's defiance, moved closer. "Ms. Silva, since Ruby is interested in the necklace, you'd

you simply hand it to Ms. Quinn." Anthony, alarmed, reached

and his voice left no

Anthony stepped back, his disapproval evident

pleased smile spread across Ruby's face as she glanced at

Mr. Neville. Just give me the necklace now,

necklace originally belonged to the Nevilles. How can you cling

powerful martial family and the cherished daughter of Draconia's leading alliance-both admired both envied. Yet, you're both as tactless as schoolyard bullies. It's almost

to Anthony, her tone daring, "Mr.

at their own auctions? I'd like to hear your family's official stance on

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

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

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

away. "Enough! You're a butler,

He turned to Vera, an apology

"

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

face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well,"

go. Swiftly, she caught Vera by the sleeve,

shoulder down.

sort of

at Ruby's actions but didn't retreat. He took a