The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 756 Marge Has a Twin Sister

Robin and the others walked out of the auditorium, followed by the students and members of the campus

concert committee.

The once lively and bustling space, designed to seat 4,000, fell silent in an instant.

The joyous energy that filled the auditorium moments ago vanished, leaving behind an empty, cold stillness-a fleeting prosperity replaced by abrupt quiet.

Kimberly kicked Kieran sharply. "Do you have a death wish? I warned you not to provoke him!

"Did you not see who came to support Robin's sister, Brenda?

"Do you seriously think our Southmere Residence can compete with those world-renowned families?"

"If Grandpa finds out about your ignorance, he'll have you sent back to the Southmere immediately!"

Kieran, nursing his swollen cheek, growled defiantly. "What's so special about Robin? He's just some martial society thug with no real background or foundation. Even if he holds a public office now, so what? Just because he knows a few insignificant figures from big families doesn't mean they'd back him if I messed with him."

Kimberly laughed coldly. "You think Robin needs anyone else's help to deal with you?

"You think Southmere Residence is powerful? Maybe in Draconia, we're a noble family.

"But compared to families like the Dickers, the Aldridges, or even the enigmatic Nevilles and Rogarios, we're nothing. Without Grandpa's protection, you'd have been wiped out in Draconia long ago! "You should pack up and leave Brighton before you bring trouble to the Southmere Residence."

Kieran wiped the blood from his mouth, a sinister smirk spreading across his face as he watched the group leave the hall.

I don't believe someone like Robin would dare touch me.

After all. I'm a tyrant in Southmere.

Besides, my grandfather is Lord Southmere. Who should / fear?

A mere martial society scoundrel with no real background, relying on connections with a few prominent families?

you, Robin, but

a silent vow, he

ground, staring

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staring into his eyes for long moment before letting out a

weak woman, forced to endure being insulted. But you? You're the scion of Southmere Residence, a third-generation descendant of

willing to let someone like Robin, who has no real backing, publicly humiliate you? If I were in your shoes,

"Don't think you can

that stupid." As he walked away, Rhea's sneer deepened. "I don't believe you'd swallow this humiliation! If you do. you're nothing more than a coward. Kieran stopped in his tracks, slowly turning back with

won't just let this go. You're both men, and you're the grandson of Southmere Palace. How could you willingly be a coward? Besides, I can see you're interested in that woman Joanna, the one by Robin's side. But, it seems you lack the courage to do anything about it. If you'd like, maybe I can help you think

wouldn't dare."

Rhea abruptly turned and

smirking to

seconds, Kieran,

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her lips as she turned

no money or power, and you're the scion of Southmere Residence. What

pointed at her. "You're

Rhea rolled her eyes.

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me, let off some steam. If you can help me get Joanna. I'll compensate you with five million for Luminus Studio" Rhea pretended to pout. "Are you

me. Why would I be serious? If you can deliver, I