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

off. "Mr. Pryce, there's nothing

in the ranks to speak

have to

saw you get upset with Mr. Ramsey earlier, so I thought maybe you're closer to him. Could you

but this is on

way and do another.

suddenly remembering Robin's retreat the

happened yesterday? "Anyway, I've got some

Aldridges now control

"No way! How could Robin have done

to kill Asher, why would

to

shrugged. "Mr.

Nothing more

harder you try to undo something, the worse it

learn from them, and

duties

...

minutes later, the convoy arrived at

Jethro, and the Draconia delegates made their way toward

neared, whispers spread through the group of journalists waiting for an

at Robin's

the Cattells' eldest son, yesterday?" "Wow, look

the Aldridges.

Asher after his trouble on the island. Looks like the story's

with anger as she overheard the gossip. She glared at Robin's retreating

stepped forward,

South Agracia, and Fricana. They wore

you're the guy who ran from Asher yesterday, right?" A tall, handsome

Captain of the Sea

I just wanted to

mission?"

really let us down. How could a mercenary like you retreat

didn't respond, his

captains stood still. Did he really just dismiss