The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 577 The Sigh of Sorrow

Chapter 577 The Sigh of Sorrow

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At 10:30 in the evening, the dim light of the Northern Business Plaza executive office cast long shadows: across the floor.

Gatlin knelt before Elliott, his hands shaking as he begged for mercy.

"Mr. Chandler, please. I've been here for so long. Even if I haven't done much to earn praise, I've worked. hard. If you let me stay, I'll do anything. Just don't fire me. Please. "If I leave now, no one will ever give me a chance again.

Elliott's lips curled into a bitter smile. His voice was sharp as a blade. "If I keep you, how do I explain that to Mr. Ramsey? How do I face the people who look up to me? "I've warned you befere, Gatlin. I won't stand for this kind of behavior on my land.

"Drogo attacked Joanna, and instead of doing what's right, you defended him and went after Mr. Ramsey. You made your own bed. Now lie in it.

"Spare your life tonight? That's me showing mercy. Don't mistake that for kindness.

"Who taught you to suck up to the powerful and crush those beneath you?

"If I let you get away with this, what will happen to the company? What will happen to everything I've built?

"Leave. If you don't stop talking. I might just end your miserable life.

Gatlin's body shook, his hands trembling as he fell to his knees. He bowed several times. "Thank you sparing me.

for

"You're out of Brighton. I've set up a pension for you, enough for you to live out your days. But you must be gone before midnight. Understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Chandler! Thank you!" Gatlin scrambled to his feet, bowing again, and hurried out of the room.

A pair of bodyguards entered next, their footsteps quiet but firm. "Mr. Chandler, the people from Sproutlings Learning Institute, including Kandy, have been dealt with." "And Francesca?" he asked.

"Francesca's situation has been handled. Her mother has received the full medical payment as instructed."

Elliott nodded slowly. "Good. As for what happens next that's her problem.

"What's the situation with Joanna and her mother?"

One of the bodyguards hesitated before speaking. Joanna and Marge were living in a house on the western edge of the city, but today, the landlord took it back." Elliot's face darkened. He glanced out the window at the heavy rain. "What?" His voice was a low growl. "Where are they now?"

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fell on the town of Brighton.

and Joanna stood, drenched to the bone. They clutched the last of their belongings, helpless against the downpour. A man, his face lined with age,

begged. "Can we stay

come through

paper won a prize. Soon, I'll

cruel gaze, his lips curling into a sneer. "No

turned to look at Marge, whose frail form trembled in

and the rain is coming down hard We'll leave by morning if you just let us stay tonight. My mother's not well-if

there, soaked and shivering. His gaze was cold and calculating. Til let you stay," he said, his voice laced with malice. "But only if you agree to something... in return." Joanna

face twisted into a snarl. "Vile?" He took a step forward, his hand swinging across Joanna's check. "You think you can just stay here without paying