The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 384 A Ride through New Perspectives

Chapter 334 A Ride through New Perspectives

Riding on the back of Robin's bike, Shirley felt as radiant as a flower in full bloom.

Every familiar scene that passed by suddenly seemed fresh and new.

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Every breeze that brushed by, tree along the road, dragonfly dancing in the sunset, and fleeting face felt like a first encounter with life.

Everything was joyful; everything was beautiful.

This was a feeling Shirley had never known before.

At that moment, she didn't want to think about anything or do anything.

All she wanted was to rest quietly against this man's back.

To feel the wind, the distant hum of voices, the honking of cars, and the soft buzz of summer insects.

Riding through the warm evening breeze, bathed in golden sunset, weaving through the bustling crowd. She was completely captivated by this feeling. It was simple, honest, and utterly intoxicating. Watching butterflies and dragonflies flit past, admiring the streaks of light and dust drifting aimlessly in the evening sun, she realized her long-numb heart was finally starting to come alive. Her routine life and dull work grew more vibrant and meaningful.

For over 20 years, she had never stopped to notice how much joy there could be in the world.

Since childhood, she had followed her grandfather and father, devoting every day to the family's rise and honor, with hardly any excitement or pleasure outside of that.

luxury, a grand home, fancy cars, and a loyal entourage of bodyguards, dozens of

left her

warmth and love, free from such overwhelming responsibilities. But such thoughts could only ever be dreams. Life

often than not, it

her, she eagerly accepted. She looked forward to tonight's banquet, to sit with someone like Rosalie's

what a more grounded, peaceful life might

fact, she often envied

to live a life without constant pressures

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gathering tonight.

the president of the Dunn Group, she had never attended a single party at the home of any of

chat with freely was her assistant, Amber:

young. growing up surrounded by her family's stern, mountain-like men, whose atmosphere was always solemn. She had longed, countless times, for someone

when Rosalie invited her to dinner at her mother's, Shirley had agreed

her out of her daydreams and back

sighed with admiration. "Amber, I

just that you never get much time for

handle hundreds of billions in capital, hardly

I'm just an ordinary person, so these small things are

know

aunt and her aunt's family will be there, along with a few of her uncle's colleagues," Amber