The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 920 What Gives You the Right to Challenge Mr Ramsey?

Pierre felt as though he had wings as he sprinted, his feet barely touching the ground. It was as if the sky was endless, and the wind carried him forward with the freedom of a bird in flight.

The sky above was dotted with soft, drifting clouds, while birds swooped across the horizon. The warmth of the autumn sun bathed everything in a rich, golden light. For a moment, Pierre felt invincible, like he could conquer the world-like a god with endless power. His eyes locked onto Luella, gliding gracefully toward him. She moved like a swan, her face glowing with excitement and a tender longing, the kind only a lover could express.

Pierre could feel it-there was something in her expression, a deep longing, the kind of emotion a person feels when anticipating the return of someone they care deeply about.

He believed that two years ago, during their first encounter, Luella had truly fallen for him.

The thought filled Pierre with a rush of happiness, a reminder of how much he meant to her. No wonder Felix had pushed him to retire from his position and come to the Aldridge estate to serve as her personal bodyguard and captain.

"Luella, my love!" Pierre called out, waving enthusiastically as he approached.

His movements drew the attention of everyone nearby.

Luella noticed him, but something was off.

She had no recollection of him at all.

Confused, she watched as Pierre rushed toward her, calling her name.

She had no idea what he was doing.

"Who is this fool?" she asked one of her guards, her voice cold. "Get rid of him, now!"

Pierre, already close to her, was taken aback.

The crowd, which had been eagerly watching the scene unfold, now held their breath, expecting Luella to rush into Pierre's arms in a moment of pure, romantic bliss.

But instead, things took an unexpected turn.

"Move!" a guard barked, pushing Pierre aside.

Pierre stood there, utterly lost, watching as Luella continued to move forward with an air of grace and purpose. His mind struggled to process what was happening.

onlookers, equally confused, watched as Luella, flanked by four guards,

understand why Luella's guards

make sense of the situation, quickly turned and

pressed closer. The room buzzed with excitement as everyone tried to catch a glimpse of the world's most coveted heiress. In their eagerness to

crowd and finally caught up to Luella. "Luella, it's me, Pierre! Don't you remember me?" he cried out, desperation creeping into his voice. She glanced at him with a hint of annoyance before responding with cold indifference, "Yeah, I

Luella's guards quickly positioned

they

stood there in utter disbelief. "Luella,

furrowed her brow, as if realizing Pierre

she scoffed. "No, I'm here

that, she briskly walked past him, climbing the

words shattered the tense stillness of

glanced around at the crowd, noticing the curious and bewildered expressions on their faces. But

wanted to do now was run into his arms

spun around in front of

still frozen in place, was

him

with affection. Luellaz was breathtaking. The white gown she wore,

It looked as though she were

and in a moment of

happy today," she whispered softly. "Every time I see you, it feels like

filled with pure affection, resonated deeply,

heir to one of the wealthiest families in the

moment, she seemed less like an untouchable heiress and more like a

she snuggled against

speechless, utterly stunned by

the proud, distant Luella, but instead, they saw a woman filled

"Yes, it's beautiful," he said with a smile. "Let's go. We can

forward, holding up the bet contract and pushing through the crowd toward

confused, before flashing a sly grin. "Mr. Ramsey, you forgot something," Cyril