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

years, many similar

of the severity, Ronald and Kyler swiftly intervened to restore

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

eclipsed every other

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

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

stairs, where Jason descended with a grace that seemed practiced, his presence an immediate command for

eyes waned just a flicker,

nodded. "Mr. Neville, how nice of you to join

the two women, his tone courteous yet

voice colored with feigned innocence. "That necklace belongs to me, Mr. Neville! And yet she refuses to

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

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

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

as

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

revered martial arts family, and 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

of them, together ...

...

caught 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..." Jason brushed

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

and return it, or you

Silva, since Ruby is interested in the necklace, you'd do well to pass

add another 150 million if you simply hand it to Ms. Quinn." Anthony, alarmed, reached out

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

a defeated sigh, Anthony stepped back,

spread across Ruby's face

give me

this necklace originally belonged to the Nevilles. How

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 as schoolyard bullies.

Anthony, her tone daring, "Mr.

at their own auctions? I'd like to

"Ms. Silva, forgive me.

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

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

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

He turned to Vera,

"

forgive him. Our young master ... he's still learning. Rest assured, the Nevilles

face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well," she

her go. Swiftly,

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

sort of dignity the Brookhaven

retreat. He