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."

***

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.

never fully grasped the significance of Robin's

not registered deeply with

his eyes, the Nevilles were invincible, the

ever

grown overly cautious in his old age, or he had simply been protective, anxious about Jason's first

he had unwittingly stepped

day, he would lead the Nevilles, and he had no intention of retreating

"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

faced Robin

with

title; it was

countless elite assassins and top sects

ended up as nothing more than remnants, scattered in the aftermath of his

the ruin of

of that day haunted

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

Nevilles stood no chance

"If you persist in this manner, you could bring

once. Apologize and rein in Ruby before things spiral further out of control. Make our position

the future head of the Nevilles. I will not bow

the hall, capturing the

with Jason, but the young man was already marching toward

Silva," he called out, his tone dripping with

as though he were a judge, condemning Vera

his head in dismay; he had missed

laugh. "You think being a Neville grants you the right to

anger ignited

such blatant

Silva, I truly don't know what to say. How dare you speak to Mr. Neville like that? You're just a thankless little brat!" Vera's fury ignited. "Ruby, you and he

you insult

hall. "Today, I will not only destroy this necklace, but I will

at a group of senior disciples from the Brookhaven Martial Alliance. "Strip this wretched girl of her

echoed through

What is Ruby thinking?

Martial Alliance stood frozen, their

pause, they approached Vera, compelled by

protectively in front

are you doing?" He asked, urgency creeping into his

him a furious look. "Mr. Anthony, get out of my way. This doesn't

Jason seethed, still simmering over

a matter

senior disciples reached for Vera's flowing dress at Ruby's command, a

"Stop!"

with an

light,

stepped forward, his coat billowing around him as he draped it

disbelief etched

everything seemed lost, Robin had arrived like a beacon of

her cheeks, blending relief with

whispering, "Robin, so you're the hero who comes to my aid in my darkest

thrown off by her whimsical

"If

you

to think that, I

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

her to Daphne

overwhelming emotion, and

Rita,

had come alongside

the four disciples crashing back, his movements

and unforgiving. "Give me an explanation, or