The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 735 The Wench

Chapter 735 The Wench

Catherine, Wendy, and Kimberly weaved their way through the crowd, inching toward Robin's boot

Catherine opened her mouth to speak, but then she froze. Her eyes landed on Samson, kneeling on the floor. She shut her mouth quickly.

Robin had things to handle, and interrupting him now wouldn't help anyone, Catherine knew better than to disturb him.

Robin reached for a napkin, wiping his hands slowly. His eyes drifted to the table where cold milk, coffee, and untouched pastries sat. He sighed heavily.

"Mrs. Leif, Marrisa, Joanna, Brenda," he began, his voice steady but carrying a hint of frustration. "I wanted this to be a nice, quiet weekend. A chance to relax. But, of course, we end up in the middle of this mess

He glanced around at the others, his gaze softening. "Let's try again. We'll find a better time to meet up"

Joanna gave a gentle smile. "Don't worry, Mr. Ramsey. We couldn't have predicted this. Next time, we'll pick a day that works,"

Robin gave a small nod. "Alright, let's go."

The group rose from their seats, ready to leave.

Across the room, Flint, who had been standing in the shadows, suddenly seemed to snap to attention. His gaze, once distant, sharpened with surprise.

He watched Robin and Joanna, their faces soft in the cafe's golden light. There was something about them -the way they looked, the way they carried themselves-that struck a chord in him.

His mouth twitched, as if trying to make sense of the feeling bubbling up inside him.

For a moment, his eyes stayed locked on them, his mind racing, struggling to figure out why their presence seemed so hauntingly familiar.

"Sir?" Flint's voice cracked, his body shaking as the word left his mouth before he could catch it.

Marge, standing closest to him, froze. The word hit her like a slap. She turned sharply to look at Flint, her eyes wide with confusion.

For a moment, she didn't understand. Then, as the pieces clicked into place, the shock turned to realization. Flint must know Young Lord Dragon.

She glanced at Robin and Joanna, their presence suddenly too familiar. The way they moved, the way v carried themselves-it reminded her so much of someone she once knew. Sir Without thinking, Marge grabbed Joanna's arm and yanked her away.

"We need to go. Now,"

She pushed through the crowd, pulling Joanna with her her movements frantic.

1/4

Fri, Dec b

Chapter 735 The Wench

+5 Free Coins

leave, his brow furrowing. Marge sudden panic wasn't

That's what he

eyes locked on Joanna's back. He seemed lost, as though the sight

of the Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Soul. He had grown

side, learning together, living together. Flint had known him

those years ago really be standing right there

then Joanna-Joanna must be the sister he thought he'd lost 20

be the same woman who once carried the basket on her

her neck-didn't have it. Even if, for safety reasons, Marge had

Brenda. She didn't lie. She didn't make

was clean, without

seen the woman with the basket that night, and the mole had

alright?" Marrisa's voice cut through his

eyes.

blinked and shook his head. "Yeah,

who had been quiet, straightened himself. With a polite bow, he spoke, "Mr. Ramsey, I owe you one. Let's find a better time. I'll invite your

"Got it.

is cleared when I show

gave a slight grin. "You got

in panic. "Flint, please. Let me go I know I shouldn't have disrespected Mr. Ramsey." Flint snorted, his voice thick with disdain. "I've

Chapter 735 The Wench

you've done."

+5 Free Coins

"I can't stand betrayal. Not from anyone. Get him out

for you? Maybe next time, try

Samson could beg, two guards stepped forward silencing him and dragging him away. Robin. Marrisa, and Brenda

in thought. It looks too much like... it

could be Dragon

stepped up, clapping a hand on Flint's shoulder. "Come

shook his head, a hollow smile pulling at his lips. For a second, I thought it was him. For 20 years... I've been waiting for him for 20

both turned

Robin and his group had just reached the stairs to

known you were coming for coffee today, I

at Joanna, Brenda, Marrisa, and