The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 602 Moira Is Filthy Rich

Chapter 602 Moira Is Filthy Rich

The night had brought a gentle, persistent rain.

The sky, washed clean by the spring rain, was a brilliant, crystal-clear blue.

White clouds drifted by, like delicate ships setting sail.

They fluttered in the breeze, graceful and elegant.

It was a morning after rain at Brighton University.

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The campus seemed to embody the spirit of a graceful lady, her natural beauty glowing like a masterpiece unveiled, her elegance beyond compare, refreshing, and alluring. She exuded a charmehat was both serene and captivating, a vision of fresh, simple beauty intertwined with an aura of quiet refinement.

Walking down the long avenue lined with cherry trees, one could smell the lingering fragrance of petals. the sweet scent of blossoms from both past and present, filling the air. The petals that fell, like pieces of exquisite silk, seemed to paint the entire scene with grace.

The scene evoked a sense of hope and anticipation rather than a melancholic one.

A gentle breeze swept through, capturing memories of youthful missed opportunities, forgotten moments, and longings past in the soft light of the day

At 9 AM, Robin, accompanied by Elliott, drove to the campus of Brighton University.

From afar, he saw several students handing out flyers along the cherry blossom avenue, explaining the contents with genuine care to each passerby.

As Robin walked past Joanna, she was startled; her eyes lit up with joy.

"Mr. Ramsey! Hello! What brings you here today? Are you here to visit Brenda?"

Robin smiled and nodded. "You're out here so early, handing out flyers? Don't you have class this morning?"

Joanna smiled gently and explained, "No classes in the morning. I schedule my lab work for the afternoon. and evening, and complete my research later at night."

"Is handing our flyers voluntary work?" Robin asked, glancing at the flyers in Joanna and the other students' hands.

"No, it's not," Joanna replied, her cheeks flushing slightly. "This is a paid project organized by the student union. This project offers students in need of financial assistance a means to generate some income." "How much do you get for handing out flyers in the morning? Robin asked casually.

Joanna answered directly, "Ten dollars for the morning

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Elliott exclaimed. "What time does it

to 11.30, Joanna said, brushing a stray lock of hair

in the cherry blossoms and landed on Joanna's

in the morning light, was as bright as

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difficult circumstances, Joanna managed to smile so beautifully

know about her family situation, he wouldn't believe that such a lively and sunny young woman could still be enduring the

Robin staring blankly at her. She said with a smile,

my paper won an award, but the prize money won't be available

the Financial Aid Office said they would give out our scholarships soon, but they still haven't come through. Maybe it's because the

entire morning handing out flyers. The workload in the

Joanna laughed, "We're

this job. At least

sent the

said, "I heard from Brenda that the scholarship

"Really?" Those girls' eye,

lit up with hope.

these girls were all in need of

had even delayed the funds meant

nodded at Joanna and the other girls. "You all get back to work. If you're free at lunch,

smiled shyly. "Mr. Ramsey, I

He said, "It's fine; you can treat us when you get your scholarship. I've heard that you get quite a bit for winning the paper

said I could receive more than 20,000 dollars for

know when you get your scholarship. I'll be waiting for the

Elliott headed toward the Financial

stood there, staring at Robin's

felt an odd sense of familiarity with

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next to her whispered. "Joanna, who is that?

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replied. "He's the brother of one of the juniors at our school. He's actually a general! We met by chance on a high-speed train

I thought he looked like your younger brother, one of the girls remarked, eyeing

a general? That's

really do look alike," one girl added, almost convinced. "For a moment, I thought

furrowed her brow slightly and asked, "You

have such similar expressions, gestures, and looks

the

really

he really a lost