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 Martial Alliance dared to defy

many similar

of the severity, Ronald and Kyler swiftly

powerful, while the weak had no

happiness eclipsed every other concern,

Finn knew all too well how dangerous her displeasure could be. Anxiously, he 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. "This necklace is a gift from Robin. No one

spill-until a voice, low

where Jason descended with a grace that seemed practiced,

just a flicker,

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

yet unyielding. "Ms.

"That necklace belongs to me, Mr.

crease appeared on Jason's brow as he glanced at 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

evident. "Mr. Neville, you must have misunderstood. This necklace was bought for me by Robin at your family's auction for five

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

hall grew louder as his words

just say that? I can hardly

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 integrity? I never thought he'd say something

Quinn too-both of them, together

...

Jason's eye, a quiet understanding passing between them like an unspoken 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 he absorbed Jason's stance. He stepped closer, pulling Jason aside to murmur, "Sir, this isn't ... it's unbecoming..."

watched the exchange with curiosity and wariness. Resigned,

off that necklace and return it, or you won't like what happens

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

million if you simply hand it to Ms. Quinn." Anthony, alarmed, reached out again to Jason, his voice low but urgent. "Sir,

steely, and his voice left no room for argument. "Mr.

a defeated sigh, Anthony stepped back, his disapproval

Ruby's face

me the

How can you cling to

laugh was icy, her gaze as piercing as steel. "An heir of the most powerful martial family and the cherished daughter of Draconia's leading alliance-both admired both envied. Yet, you're both as tactless

turned to Anthony, her tone daring, "Mr.

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

a strained smile. "Ms. Silva, forgive me. The Nevilles would

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

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

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

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

"

... he's still learning. Rest assured, the Nevilles will address this. For now, it may be best if you

Anthony's worn expression, her own face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well," she said quietly,

Ruby wasn't ready to let her go. Swiftly, she

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

this the sort of dignity

didn't retreat. He took a step