The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 302 You Want to See Me?

Chapter 302 You Want to See Me?

Robin turned to Ivy with a faint smile as he shook his head toward Brenda and Marrisa.

"They're just joking around. Don't mind them, Ms. Dickinson," he said lightly.

"Uh..." Ivy's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she found herself at a loss for words.

Marrisa quickly corrected, "We aren't joking.

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Robin gave her a serious look, still smiling, and reminded her, "Marrisa, this isn't the time or place for such things.

Ms. Dickinson is the star of tonight's film festival, so we have to be mindful of what we say. Paparazzi could use our words to harm her reputation." Startled, Marrisa instinctively covered her mouth. "Oh really?"

Brenda looked around nervously, recalling how some top stars were bound by strict rules, even forbidden. from dating during their contracts.

If rumors spread about Ivy, her career could be at risk.

She quickly chimed in, "Yes, Ivy, we were just joking."

Feeling like she had overstepped, Marrisa lowered her gaze in silence, appearing like a child caught in a

mistake.

Ivy, meanwhile, felt a chill as her initial excitement faded.

Despite her disappointment, Ivy, a pro at handling such social moments, showed poise, managing a warm

smile.

nod, "It's fine-I appreciate how open you both are. Marrisa, Brenda, you both look stunning

breathed a sigh of relief. "Robin

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as she thought how nice it

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respectfully and eagerly, "Greetings,

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cooling slightly as he realized Max wasn't from a top social circle.

Lance spoke, his eyes drifted to Amanda and

their looks seemed ordinary, especially when compared to the models and pageant winners around him, who were on an entirely different level. Max, a bit jittery, gestured toward Alison and said, "Mr. Lance,

eyebrow and addressed Alison, "You want to see

felt a pang of

Lance weren't acquainted, and in the presence of someone às

his earlier talk now appeared

than to show any disrespect. She replied politely, "Nice to meet

Ferguson, a flight attendant with Southorn

festival organizers to attend

to boost her status a bit, she added, "And, well... I'm also Ivy

Lance wasn't interested in

name caught his attention, and his gaze shifted slightly, curiosity sparking in