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.

entourage of bodyguards, dozens of security guards followed her even when studying

this cocooned life only left her

like an ordinary girl, with a mother's warmth and love, free from

they want. More often than not, it would help if

with someone like Rosalie's mother, a warm, ordinary person, and have a genuine conversation unclouded by

only briefly, what a more grounded, peaceful life might

fact, she often

life without constant pressures were what

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gathering tonight.

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

head of a major corporation, she always preferred to keep her interactions minimal. Since joining the Dunn Group, the only person she felt close enough to chat with freely was her assistant, Amber:

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

her to dinner at her mother's, Shirley

Dunn?" Amber's voice snapped her out of her daydreams

so skillfully, Shirley sighed with admiration. "Amber, I really envy you for being so good at riding that bike. I'm

"You're not hopeless, Ms. Dunn. It's just that

capital, hardly something just

small things are all I have," Amber replied with a

"Do you know who

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