The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm
Chapter 553
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Chapter 553 Shirley's Figure
Chapter 553 Shirley's Figure
Robin brought Marrisa back to the villa and quickly tended to her wounds.
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After applying his specially formulated bruise and injury powder, the bite marks from the dog visibly healed before their eyes.
Shirley, who was helping nearby, was astonished. "Robin, is your medicine really that amazing?"
Robin gave Shirley a light tap on the head. "Of course. You've never seen anything like it, have you? I'll leave a few bottles in the car for you, just in case"
"I don't want that! I want you with me every day! Shirley wrapped her arm around Robin's, her gaze burning with intensity.
Robin froze for a moment.
Had this cool, stunning goddess from Harmonfield really become so... clingy?
"Huh? Okay!" Robin squeezed Shirley's flushed cheek. "So, are you planning to settle down, retire, and start having kids?
"Ah?" Shirley gasped, her blush spreading quickly from her cheeks to her ears and down her neck.
Ring, ring. The phone suddenly rang again, interrupting the moment.
Shirley froze for a moment, then pointed at the phone on the table. "S-should I answer it?"
"Yeah, go ahead," Robin replied, nodding seriously as he watched Shirley's flustered reaction.
Marrisa, observing the scene, couldn't help but smile warmly, her eyes filled with happiness.
She tugged at Robin's arm and whispered, 'Robin, you two should pick a good day to get married. Seeing how happy you both are really makes me feel joyful. Once I finish up everything back home, I'll retire and help take care of the kids." Robin instinctively glanced at Shirley's stunning figure and then grinned. I'm thinking of having a dozen or so. You think you can handle all of them on your own?"
Marrisa's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but laugh as she eyed Shirley's figure. "Hehehe... Robin, you little rascal!"
Shirley finished her call and glanced at Robin and Marrisa, both wearing amused expressions. "What are you two talking about?"
puzzled. "Oh? Did
hold it in, her eyes still fixed
Oh my!
This little old lady!
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pretended nothing was out of the ordinary and shook his head, glancing at Shirley. "I have no
laughter, almost falling over from how hard she was laughing at Robin and
under Marrisa's gaze, instinctively checked
appropriate-accentuating
closer. "You're definitely hiding something
confused, looking at Shirley with a blank expression. "I don't know. Maybe the little old lady was bitten by a dog,
contain her laughter. She pointed at Shirley and teased, "Robin said... he
face turned as red
she raised her small fists and began playfully hitting Robin's
pulling her close. "I meant every word, so
face into Robin's chest, her small fists scratching at his chest like little cat claws, while her
she saw
grinned and replied. They were just talking about having
as she took
Robin's embrace, shooting him an annoyed glare. "Ms.
over."
glow on her face, then leaned in close, whispering in her
in confusion. "Huh?
about I tell them to
almost fainted from embarrassment, her face turning bright red. She raised her hand and slapped Amber on the head, whispering.
stuck out her tongue, then helped Shirley straighten her disheveled hair and clothes, smiling as she said, "Ms. Dunn, Ivy's team has arrived in Harmonfield. They've prepared the product design proposal for this quarter's Dunn Group brand endorsement, just waiting
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you schedule a time for
me. Have her come straight to
hour later, Ivy arrived at the Vista
Ramsey!" Ivy's eyes sparkled
About The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm - Chapter 553
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