The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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Melissa laughed, the sound sharp and almost frantic.

"This has got to be the dumbest thing I've ever heard!" She shook her head in disbelief.

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"This is Mr. Zayn McKay, heir to the Westeria Residence. Of course he has the guts to destroy you!"

Robin gave her a cold, almost bored smile. "Mr. McKay, she's talking to you."

Zayn's face turned bright red. He opened his mouth, le nothing came out.

In that moment, all he could think about was slapping Melissa across the face.

Why did she have to pick Robin of all people to mess with? Robin, who seemed totally unbothered by everything.

"Mr. McKay, with all your wealth and power, surely you aren't worried about killing him." Melissa looked at Robin like he was an ignorant fool.

Did he honestly think he could talk like that? Did he not understand who Zayn McKay was?

In Brighton, everyone knew Zayn. He was the charming, untouchable heir to the McKay family.

He didn't need to do anything. A single word from him, and his enemies were erased from existence.

But instead of seeing Zayn step up and put Robin in his place, Melissa saw him standing there, frozen, his face twisted in confusion, unsure of how to respond. "Mr. McKay, what's happening? You've got to help me get back at them!"

"Michelle, tell him something!"

Michelle's lips were pressed tight, her head shaking with determination.

Zayn exhaled deeply, his face tense. "Melissa, let's put an end to this. You should apologize to Mr. Ramsey. I'm sure, with his character, he'll let it go."

"What? You want me to say sorry to him?" Melissa's eyes widened. She turned to Michelle, her voice filled- with disbelief.

Michelle nodded slowly, her face full of concern. "Melissa, just listen to Zayn-It's not too late to walk away from this...

Melissa blinked, still in shock. "Wait, what?"

Zayn, heir to Westeria Residence, and Michelle, from the most powerful family in Brighton-both of them were telling her to back down.

Instead of standing up for her, they wanted her to apologize.

Was something wrong with them? Had they just had a drink? Were they still dazed?

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could make sense of it, a man in his thires

by a staff member and

McKay, Ms Kendall, Ms. Field, I apologize on behalf of the cafe for what's happened

forward, his voice sharp. "Don't get us mixed up. This has

lobby manager, chuckled awkwardly. "Ah, right, Mr. McKay. Please, take a seat. I'll sort this out and then I'll attend

frustration, and before anyone could react, tears welled in her eyes. "You're the lobby manager?" she demanded,

nodded and smiled. "Yes, Ms. Field.

"I just found out about this. I'm truly sorry you've had to go through all this. Please, take a moment to sit down. I'll make sure

flared. She pointed a shaking finger at Robin. "This jerk hit me! If you don't give me a real answer. I'll have our

eyes darted nervously. "Ms. Field, please don't be upset Cafe Lake Dragonia has a policy. Anyone who causes trouble here... well, let's just say the punishment is severe. For small issues, we break arms and legs. For

gave her a reassuring look. "Don't worry, Ms. Field.

step forward. Together, they walked toward Robin. "Did you hit Miss Melissa?" Samson asked,

say

are you just ignoring me?" His voice

however, was lost in the message on his phone. He barely registered Samson's

to Draconia. He went to Brighton University and joined Cafe Lake Dragonia after graduating ten years ago." Robin finished reading the text, then looked up, his eyes locking onto Samson's. "Are you talking to me?" he asked, his

else would I be talking to? Apologize to Ms. Field. right now.

urireadable. "You

collapsed to his

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mouth fell open as she

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And you actually did it? You're pathetic! If you can't handle this, I'll have our butler come

let this

understand why he was saying this, but the way she'd been treated today-nothing like she'd ever experienced-was enough

act now, she'd probably lose

phone, ready to call

the noise started. From the entrance of the second-floor lobby, a rush of

pushed through the

A man with

his fifties, his body strong, his stare

Flint, the owner of Cafe Lake

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of the Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Soul, a

a grim expression as he

second-floor lobby

This b*stard did something to me! I...

a cold glance, then placed two quick, firm slaps on Samson's

felt the tension melt away and tried to rise to his