The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 909 Why's That Guy Groveling?

Jackson couldn't believe what Jethro was saying.

Robin, just 20 years old, has somehow earned the respect of someone as powerful as Lord Quintana? That's almost unbelievable. Is Jethro lying to me?

"I'm out of here!" Jethro called, stepping aside as he made his way toward the vehicle reserved for the Duskhaven Hotel.

Once inside, Jethro lowered the window.

As Jackson quickly approached, Jethro added, "Oh, Mr. Pryce, I almost forgot to tell you something.

"After this meeting wraps up, your work on Qacalisle Island will be reassigned. Tomorrow, a new diplomatic officer will take over your responsibilities here."

He paused, then added with weight, "Your career as a foreign affairs liaison is officially over."

Jackson's stomach churned with shock.

He had never expected something like this to happen.

Jethro wasn't the type to joke about such things.

But after working as a liaison for 20 years, could it really all come to an end because of some small matter involving Robin? "General Quintana, General Quintana, please help me! At least tell me what I did wrong!" Jackson called out, chasing the car.

Jethro waved him off nonchalantly. "That's something you'll have to talk to with your superior."

Jackson stood frozen, staring at the slowly moving convoy.

Anton walked over and gave him a sympathetic pat on the shoulder. "Come on, finish up what you need to do, and head home."

Jackson's mind raced. Jethro is telling the truth.

Looking at the convoy's arrangement, it's clear that Robin holds the highest position here.

How have I missed that?

Someone who could make Jethro, Lord Quintana's son, show this much respect... That person had to be of the highest rank, someone with immense power and confidentiality. Jackson cursed himself for not realizing sooner.

He quickly stopped Trix and Zayden from getting in their car.

"Wait! I need you to pass a message to Mr. Ramsey. Tell him I need to speak with him privately.

my attitude earlier-everything I said was for the sake of our

cut him off. "Mr. Pryce, there's nothing

in the ranks to speak

have to

thought maybe you're closer to him. Could you help me out?" Trix rolled her eyes. "I'm

but this is on

him talk one way and do

froze, suddenly remembering Robin's retreat

"Anyway, I've got some solid info. Asher's

now control the

"No way! How could

kill Asher,

to be a

shrugged. "Mr. Pryce,

Nothing more to

harder you try to undo something, the worse it

to accept things, learn from them,

duties on Qacalisle Island still need to

...

minutes later, the convoy arrived at the Qacalisle

delegates made

the group of journalists waiting for an

pointed at

who supposedly fled from Asher, the Cattells' eldest son, yesterday?" "Wow, look at him-handsome and charming, but turns out he's

though. The Cattells are under the Aldridges. Who would

through the grapevine that the Aldridges handled Asher after his trouble on the island. Looks

burned with anger as she overheard the gossip.

forward, blocking Robin's path at

men from Ugosea, South Agracia, and Fricana. They wore mocking expressions as they

from Asher yesterday, right?" A tall, handsome

Pierre Captain of the Sea

wanted to

mission?"

How could a mercenary like you retreat in

respond, his

Did he really just dismiss Pierre, known as the King