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.

in the Martial Alliance dared to defy Ms.

years, many

Ronald and Kyler swiftly intervened

to the powerful, while the weak had no voice to

happiness eclipsed every other concern,

hand over the necklace to Ruby ..." Vera's gaze

a storm of anger brewing, ready to spill-until a voice, low and commanding, resonated from behind them. "Ms. Quinn, is something

with a grace that seemed practiced, his

in Ruby's eyes waned just a flicker, but

nodded. "Mr.

women, his tone courteous yet

necklace around Vera's neck, her voice colored with feigned innocence. "That necklace belongs to me, Mr. Neville!

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

was bought for me by Robin

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

louder as his words echoed, disbelief tinged with

I can hardly believe my

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

too-both of them, together ...

...

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

with curiosity and wariness.

by Jason's support, Ruby turned back to Vera, her voice cool, her words edged. "You heard Mr. 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

interested in the necklace, you'd do well to

and now, or I'll even add another 150 million if you simply hand it

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

sigh, Anthony stepped back, his disapproval

smile spread across Ruby's face as she glanced

heard Mr. Neville. Just give me the necklace now, before things

this necklace originally belonged to the Nevilles. How can you cling to it like this?

icy, her gaze as piercing as steel. "An heir of the most powerful martial family and the cherished daughter of Draconia's

her tone

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

Silva, forgive me.

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

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

fell away. "Enough! You're a butler, Anthony.

swallowed his frustration. He turned to Vera, an apology in

"

... he's still learning. Rest assured, the Nevilles

her own face shadowed with disappointment. "Very well," she said quietly, exhaling. "I've

Swiftly, she caught Vera by

rip, splitting from the shoulder down. Vera grasped the torn edge of her dress,

this the sort of dignity the Brookhaven Martial Alliance

retreat. He took a step