The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1168 You Want to Kill Me?

Sylvan and his companions were completely stunned.

It had never crossed their minds that Robin would show up so suddenly.

He had already made it clear before that Robin was not allowed to step foot here.

If Robin dared to barge in, make him disappear without hesitation.

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The security team guarding Exhibition Hall 17 was personally hired by him at a hefty price. Every single one of them was a warrior king–level mercenary.

Yet, despite all of this, Robin had arrived.

Shirley’s lips curved into a soft smile. In her enchanting eyes, the only thing that mattered was the silhouette of the man she loved.

At this moment, she wasn’t a CEO, nor a goddess, and certainly not a Huffurd graduate.

By his side, all she wanted was to be a woman who looked down on the world with him.

After a brief shock, Sylvan composed himself, showcasing the refined demeanor of the noble family. He gave Robin a small nod and instructed, “Waiter, bring Mr. Ramsey a glass of red wine.”

Renata quickly collected herself from her initial alarm. She gestured casually toward the approaching server carrying a tray. “Mr. Ramsey, the wine in your hand belongs to Shirley. Yours is over there.”

“Yes, Mr. Ramsey, ladies should always come first. Hand that glass to Shirley,” Kaiya chimed in, reaching to take the wine from Robin.

Robin’s

gaze landed on Renata as he chuckled. “Shouldn’t I be the one making you drink it?”

Renata’s smile froze in an instant.

Jareth’s expression darkened as well.

Robin’s nonchalant tone sent a strange feeling through Shirley, making her uneasy.

Renata’s expression twisted immediately. “What’s that supposed to mean? Are you trying to flirt with me? My husband is right here, apologize now!”

Robin swirled the wine in his glass and scoffed. “With that rotten face of yours? Do you think I’d waste my time?

“You must drink this wine whether you like it or not! If you refuse, I’ll make you!”

Renata snapped, her voice laced with fury. “Do you even know where you are? How dare you act so recklessly?”

Robin stepped forward, his presence unwavering. His voice carried a chilling edge. “Wherever I go, I do as I please. Pathetic woman, you have no idea who you just provoked.”

moment, a flash of

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libido–enhancing drug flowed straight down her throat, making a sickening

you bastard! You’re

her voice shattering the refined atmosphere of the Velmont Arch Exhibition

guests, composed of renowned figures from around the world, stood frozen, utterly shocked by the brutal scene unfolding before

silence, his mind struggling to

out of his daze, he shouted, “Stop!

sparing him a glance, Robin swung his hand. The slap sent

team stormed into the hall, weapons at the ready. Fifteen assault rifles locked onto

dignity or composure. She screamed like a madwoman. “Let go of me! Shirley,

by the hair, completely unfazed by the armed guards. Then, with a

was completely taken aback. He never imagined Shirley’s fiancé would be so aggressive. “Shoot

threw her arms around Robin, shielding him. “Robin,

pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and gave a confident

eye, he lifted Shirley and spun, effortlessly avoiding the storm of

around her, he reached for the dragon dagger with

cold light flashed across

dozens of

clung to Robin, her eyes shut tight in fear. As soon as they touched

Renata’s drug had fully

flushed, her

pain in her body

Hall 17, she hastily loosened her clothes, impatiently shedding her evening

art exhibition was being

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unknowingly positioned herself directly in front of the

an instant, the distinguished guests in the exhibition hall

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were equally dumbfounded. Art enthusiasts worldwide, who were watching the live broadcast from the Velmont Arch Exhibition Hall, were frozen

was only Renata with her body

kill you!” Jareth lost control,

strike, Robin sent him crashing to the ground. “You want to kill me? You’re dreaming. I’ll make sure your entire family pays for this! And I’ll broadcast the fall of

don’t call me ruthless. You should blame yourselves

turning