The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 254 Brenda of Chinatown

Robin noticed a troubling look on Marrisa's face.

Brenda was clearly struggling.

Before he could inquire further, a girl in white pajamas came down the stairs.

"Mom, you have a visitor this early?"

Robin looked up to see a girl with striking red curls and a cigarette dangling from her fingers.

Now he understood Marrisa's sigh when she had mentioned Brenda.

This girl was indeed Brenda, but she appeared to be in a rough state.

In his memories, Brenda had been sweet, obedient, and quiet.

However, the girl before him exhibited a clear rebelliousness.

Brenda plopped down next to Marrisa, yawning widely.

As she reached for her lighter to ignite her cigarette, Robin swiftly snatched it away.

"Who the heck are you? Why did you take my lighter?" Brenda froze, rubbing her sleepy eyes as she focused on Robin.

"Robin?" She jumped up in surprise, pointing at him. "I-it' you, Robin!"

Marrisa sighed. "You still remember Robin? Just look at how you're dressed now!"

Brenda's grogginess vanished in an instant.

She tucked the cigarette behind her ear and settled in beside Robin, resting her chin on her hands while gazing at his handsome face for a long moment. "Robin, where have you been all these seven years?

"You've grown so tall and handsome, even better looking than those movie stars!

"You jerk! You just disappeared back then, leaving Mom and me searching for you for years...

Brenda rambled on, tears glistening in her eyes.

Robin tousled her messy red curls. "What happened to your hair? It looks awful.

"And this!" He took the cigarette from behind her ear.

and I hate the smell

getting your hair

you're not smoking anymore! Why would you

Brenda's smile faded.

two years, Brenda had faced bullying on

always come to her defense, taking on a gang of thugs single-handedly, often ending up bloodied and

one dared to pick

loyal shadow, listening to him and

speak to Brenda like this, Marrisa chimed in, "Brenda, did you hear that? Robin doesn't like your style

a bowl of soup; I need to leave

frowned, glancing at Robin, clearly wanting to

impatience, she shook her

Brenda. "Why are you talking to Marrisa like

Don't you realize how rough you look right

have you been doing all these years? Are you planning to leave again

can see

you tell me all those years

you grew up, you'd make a lot of money

look at

Brenda's bright smile gradually

of panic flickered in her eyes as she

BUMS

"Brenda!"

moment, a group of young men dressed in flashy

assessed the situation; these were

"Hugh, we have guests

named Hugh stepped into the shop, his cold gaze scanning

"Brenda, who is this?"

in front of Hugh. "Hugh, this is my brother, Robin; he's been

expression soften into a smile directed

"

going..." Marrisa emerged from the back. "Brenda, you can't leave today!"

the group outside before standing up. "Robin, I'll come back to talk to

well. "No,

please don't. You

"It's fine. It's been years since I've been back here. I want to

his friends, considering Robin's words. "Alright,

to block his path. "Robin, just stay here. You can

added, stepping closer. "Robin, you should really stay in