The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 507 Struggle Again, and I'll Kill You

Chapter 507 Struggle Again, and I'll Kill You

Robin strolled through the hotel lobby, accompanied by a group of stunning women, instantly drawing the gaze of everyone in the room.

A group of foreign men with distinct Ugosea features passed by, their eyes lighting up as they admired the captivating women with Robin.

One man, tall and well-built, waved nonchalantly at Shirley. Freya, and the others. "Hey, Draconia's beauties, how about coming to the hotel with us tonight?" Robin paused, his expression turning icy as he glared at the men.

Talia's anger flared, and she clenched her fists, ready to charge at them and teach the man a lesson.

Before she could act, an older foreign man with gray hair, of average height, quickly intervened. "Harrison, stop causing trouble!"

The tall man named Harrison Nichols shrugged dismissively and stepped back.

The gray-haired man stepped forward, folding his hands in a gesture of apology. "My apologies. He's had a bit too much to drink. Please, don't take offense."

Talia relaxed her fists with a frustrated sigh, deciding to let it go for now.

"Thank you," the gray-haired man said, nodding his head in respect before casting a quick, almost unnoticed glance at Robin, his eyes narrowing with some unspoken intent. Robin watched them retreat, sensing they were no ordinary individuals. These were fighters, skilled and experienced.

I noticed on my way here that there seem to be many more foreign faces in Harmonfield today.

And every one of them is a skilled warrior!

They must have come to Dragon Ridge Valley in search of ancient relics.

Ancient relics?

Could such a thing really exist?

Did Old Fred send me to Harmonfield for this?

I'll go take a look tomorrow night and find out!

As-Robin and his group continued toward their private room, a pair of eyes followed them from the crowd, closely watching their every move.

The observer was none other than Alice, who had recently become the chairwoman of the Millers,

From a shadowy corner, Alice watched Robin surrounded by the women, her heart heavy with mixed feelings.

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Chapter 507 Struggle Again, and I'll Kill You

I should

I missed my

do we keep crossing paths if I'm not meant to be

Burrows, a recent college graduate

intense focus on Robin and his group, Gabrielle eagerly asked. "Ms. Miller, that man is Robin, right? The famous figure in Harmonfield?

big names around

Group, is the city's top beauty. Colonel Freya Wright, the daughter of Harmonfield's richest man, and Vera Silva, the head of Silva Group. And the last one-Daphne West, who owns Alphacrest Group and Violetcrest Plaza! "They're all

could be one of

"Enough of your fantasies. Have you finished designing the proposal

blushed. "Yes, Ms. Miller. If we land this deal, it could finally lift Miller Group from its

know. Once the deal is secured,

guests tonight drink a lot.

"Let's go. We need to close this deal, even if it means

the private room at the restaurant, Shirley surveyed the table filled with beautiful women and grinned. "Freya,

raised an eyebrow at Shirley's playful tone. "Ms. Dunn, are you sure you need me to

around?"

to yourself for so many days, so of

smile. "Ms. Dunn is

eyes.

chuckled. Just

all done with your training, come over to Robin's and my villa. I'll cook for all of you then." Shirley's comment subtly reminded Freya and the others that

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proudly I've been practice every tay the past three months using cooking apps. My cooking skills are amazing now. Just ask her tow great

glanced at Amber. "Amber, you've lost weightrecem lieuse of Ms. Dunn's cooking? Shirley, do you make low-calorie food at home or

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me on. Don't listen to them. They're just making stuff up. Fin