The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1122 Am I Supposed to Forgive Him?

A sudden, suffocating tension filled the cruise ship’s restaurant.

Was this refined and elegant young man truly the legendary Divine Drakehane, the one who single- handedly dominated an entire nation?

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How could someone of such extraordinary status be sitting so inconspicuously on a cruise ship, dining in a public restaurant as if he were just another passenger?

A peerless master of his caliber–no matter how low–key–should have at least a hundred bodyguards and assistants surrounding him at all times.

Even minor third–rate celebrities couldn’t go anywhere without a crowd of bodyguards hovering around them like prison wardens, as if they might vanish into thin air if left unguarded.

A short distance away, Aeron felt his heart lodge in his throat.

D*mn it! How could I be so unlucky?

The legendary figure Divine Drakebane is right in front of me, and I completely failed to recognize him.

Not only that, I even had the audacity to threaten him, refusing to pay Silva Group for their goods.

If we hadn’t been so arrogant earlier and had simply negotiated with Vera properly, who knows? Divine Drakebane might have even helped me intimidate Eryndor, and I could have regained Glenoril’s agency rights.

What a disaster! I had the perfect hand, and I played it all wrong!

That once–in–a–lifetime opportunity is gone for good now.

At this point, the best outcome I can hope for is that Divine Drakebane doesn’t decide to kill me.

Aeron yanked Ryden forward, striding hastily to stand before Robin and his companions. Ignoring the still- stunned Eryndor, he dropped to his knees before Robin.

“Lord Drakebane, I am Aeron. I had no idea you were Ms. Silva’s friend and have offended you greatly. Please, forgive me

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Robin rose to his feet and gestured to Rita. “Rita, order some more pastries and have them sent to the room. It’s too noisy here.”

“Yes, Lord Drakebane!” Rita promptly instructed the waiter.

Aeron broke into a cold sweat.

Robin’s complete disregard for him was a clear sign–he had no intention of forgiving him for his earlier threats against Vera.

As Daphne’s warning echoed in his mind, sheer terror gripped him.

Amid the horrified gazes of the onlookers, he crawled toward Robin and Vera. “Lord Drakebane, Ms. Silva, my son and I were blind to who you are… Please forgive us

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his was and with the position, has already swallowed his pride and begged for your forgiveness. Yet you still

engulfed the cruise

frozen, utterly

his own con would say something so

reason Divine Drakebane was feared and revered was because he was an

disbelief, yet within them flickered an odd admiration for Ryden’s

say, Ryden

recklessly ignorant was

turned to leave, halted

And what status does your father hold? He’s nothing more than a common thug. A lowlife. He kneels and begs, and I am supposed to forgive him?

like you isn’t even worth dirtying my hands. And yet,

you crave, then

Swish!

cold gleam flashed as Rita’s dagger sliced

“Ah!”

erupted throughout

the rumors–Divine Drakebane killed

it firsthand, they realized he lived up

he watched his son die in front of him, Aeron was

yet, he didn’t dare utter a

believed it–this young man standing in front of him

twisted his massive frame, seizing a fruit platter from the nearest waiter before hurrying forward and dropping

out a chuckle, lowering his gaze to Eryndor. Raising his hand, he lightly patted the

medical equipment for Silva Group.

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then hastily nodded.

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equipment was defective so

nearly blacked

brain–dead fool, Aeron–how could he have uttered such

mind would dare owe Divine

wealth was worth more than his life? Did he

Drakebane, I had no idea

Silva has a shipment in our possession–if I recall correctly, it was worth 10 billion… No, wait, 20 billion! Yes, 20 billion

morning, the full payment will be wired