The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 224

Chapter 224 Even Your Grandfather

A collective gasp echoed through the Crown Banquet of the Harmonfield Hotel.

No one had expected Ruby Quinn, the prized daughter of Draconia's most influential family, to rip a necklace off another guest-especially not in front of a crowd. Her actions reeked of entitlement, her expression one of icy disdain.

Yet, no one lifted a finger to stop her.

Ruby's lineage cast a long, dark shadow.

She belonged to the powerful Quinn family of Brookhaven. Her father, Kyler, known as the Southfist King, commanded respect and fear alike.

And her grandfather, Ronald-a martial legend-had once fought a hundred of Draconia's finest warriors alone.

His prowess and authority had never been contested, even as illness claimed him.

In the Quinn family, loyalty and indulgence knew no bounds. Ronald adored his grandchildren, especially Ruby and her brother Sam.

Whatever they desired, Ronald would ensure was within reach, bending rules and tradition alike to grant them anything their hearts wanted.

With that kind of lineage behind her, Ruby moved through life with the ease of the untouchable.

The silence that followed was thick with tension. Slowly, murmurs began to spread through the crowd, words masked behind raised hands and furtive glances. "Ms. Silva is in for it now."

"To cross Ruby Quinn? She'll be lucky if she's allowed back into Harmonfield at all."

"Did she even know who she was dealing with? It's suicide, challenging Ruby like this."

"And Mr. Neville-he seems completely enchanted by her. They make a fitting pair, don't they?"

"If the Nevilles and Quinns unite, who would dare stand up to them? Ms. Silva's brought this upon herself, the poor fool."

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Each murmur seemed to add to Ruby's smug satisfaction.

With the Eternal Moonlit necklace held high, she let the light catch on its shattered fragments, a cold smile tracing her lips. She leaned toward Vera, her words sharp. "If I can't have it, neither can you." She let the necklace fall, crashing against the marble, the delicate gems scattering across the floor, cutting through the silence.

Ruby's gaze dropped to Vera, taking in the torn sleeve and the livid mark across her neck. And her smile only grew wider.

"If you think you can take it from me, I'll just destroy it!" Ruby spat, her laughter ringing harshly in the hall.

Still unsatisfied, she lifted her foot and crushed the necklace beneath her heel, the gems scattering like shattered dreams. Vera stood in stunned silence, her mind reeling from the audacity of Ruby's actions.

This exceeded all her expectations.

She remained rooted in place, surrounded by a crowd that whispered and pointed, clearly enjoying her downfall.

Jason's brows furrowed, taken aback by Ruby's callousness.

He struggled to find his voice.

Beside him, Anthony exhaled slowly, his tone grave.

"Sir, I think we may have invited trouble."

Jason turned to him, bewildered. "What kind of trouble?"

"If we don't manage this situation with Ms. Silva properly, the Nevilles could face serious repercussions."

Jason's demeanor hardened. "Mr. Anthony, that's absurd! The Nevilles stand at the pinnacle of the martial families. Who would dare challenge us?"

Anthony shook his head and leaned closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "The man who purchased the Eternal Moonlit necklace, Mr. Ramsey ... He is not someone the Nevilles can afford to antagonize." "And yet here you are, supporting Ruby in her attempt to humiliate Ms. Silva. This escalation won't end well for us."

Jason felt a chill run down his spine.

He recalled his grandfather Tristan's warning before his departure for Harmonfield: if he ever encountered Mr. Ramsey, he was to avoid provoking him at all costs.

Jason had never fully grasped the significance

grandfather's cautions had not registered

the Nevilles were invincible,

ever

grandfather had grown overly cautious in his old age, or he

what if he had unwittingly

the Nevilles, and he had no intention of retreating

the shock etched on Anthony's face and smirked. "Mr. Anthony, you're being overly cautious. What can this Robin do? If he dares challenge us, we'll crush him!" Anthony's mouth fell open in disbelief. His young master had no idea of the

those who had truly faced Robin

Drakebane resonated with a significance

wasn't merely a title; it was earned

top sects

ended up as nothing more than remnants,

ruin of the Phoenix

that day

underestimate him; he was a relentless force, a slayer that craved

chance

pleaded. "If you persist in this manner, you could bring disaster upon the

rein in Ruby before things spiral further out of

Anthony, are you telling me to cower? I am the future head of

the hall,

had hoped to reason with Jason, but the young man was already marching toward

he called out, his tone dripping with

as though he were a judge, condemning Vera

only shake his head in dismay; he

a Neville grants you

ignited at

before experienced such blatant contempt directed

a smirk. "Ms. Silva, I truly don't know what to say. How dare you speak to Mr.

dare you insult me and

through the air, landing a sharp slap on Vera's cheek that reverberated throughout the hall. "Today, I will not only destroy this necklace, but I will also make sure you pay

disciples from the Brookhaven Martial Alliance.

gasp echoed through

What is Ruby thinking?

senior disciples from the Brookhaven Martial Alliance stood frozen, their expressions a mix

agonizing pause, they approached Vera, compelled

sighed heavily, stepping protectively in

you doing?" He

him a furious look. "Mr. Anthony, get

Jason seethed, still simmering over

matter for

reached for Vera's flowing dress at Ruby's

"Stop!"

with an intense brightness as sunlight poured

radiant light, a

him as he draped it over Vera's

disbelief etched on

lost, Robin had arrived

cheeks, blending

so you're the hero who comes to my

off by her

"If

you

to think that, I

replied, a hint of amusement in his smile.. He glanced at Vera, now

to

overwhelming emotion, and

Rita,

come alongside

the four disciples crashing back, his movements sharp and

to Ruby, his voice low and unforgiving. "Give me an explanation, or