The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1152 Don’t Make Things Worse

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Shania’s delicate face struck the edge of the step, leaving a deep gash on her cheek as blood poured out.

“Shania, you’re so clumsy!” Dolidh exclaimed in mock surprise, raising her voice.

“I was just trying to help. You can’t blame me for this! I can’t waste more time; I must get to work.

“If Mr. Ramsey finds out I’m late because of you, I’ll be in serious trouble! You’ll have to manage on your

own.

“Oh, I forgot. You can’t use your legs anymore.

“Well, too bad. I guess you’ll have to sit here until someone else helps you. Bye–bye! Hahaha…

With a smug grin, Dolidh strutted away, exaggerating the sway of her hips as she headed into the building.

“You’re looking more beautiful, Ms. Macclellan,” Ciaran complimented her.

“Thank you!” Dolidh paused and turned back. “I remember Ms. Coyle helped you once. Shouldn’t you return the favor?”

Ciaran chuckled. “It was Nine Stars Pharmaceutical that helped me, not her.

“Now that the Coyles have fallen, why should I bother with her? She’s just a cripple now!”

Dolidh burst into laughter. “You’re right, Mr. Dunne!

“Anyway, I need to get going. I heard Mr. Ramsey is visiting today, and I want to make a good impression

“With

my

looks, I bet he’ll notice me! I heard he’s quite handsome–exactly my type!”

Humming cheerfully, she stepped into the elevator,

“How could you treat her like that?” The intern security guard, Osgar, couldn’t take it any longer. He rushed toward Shania.

stepped in his way. “Osgar, get back to your

Dunne. I have to help Ms. Coyle. She looks

voice boomed, “If you go over

back, shoving past Ciaran to reach Shania. He gently lifted her into a

his security jacket

Would you like me to help

up in the wheelchair, her body trembling

wiped away the blood. “Don’t cry. Everything will get

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paused, staring at Osgar’s sincere, boyish face. Despite her

words she had heard

lowest, someone was still willing to lend

her tears and nodded firmly. “Thank

of Nine Stars Pharmaceutical anymore. You should get back

you’ve just graduated

a warm smile. “It’s alright, Ms. Coyle. Is there anything else I

going on here?” Brighde, the

scowl, her eyes narrowed

dear, Ms. Coyle. Did you fall? If you can’t walk properly,

at you–such a

left his post without permission.

snorted. “Submit his dismissal paperwork

the lobby. They’re

Ciaran bowed, his expression turning cold once she

right now and start

soon.”

burned with anger. “Who do you think

“I’m the security

want to help others. It’s

you keep being so soft–hearted, society will chew you

teaching you a harsh truth. Helping someone like her is just dragging

fault. Please, give him another chance. Osgar is fresh out of