Chapter 508 The Past Is a Lie
Chapter 508 The Past Is a Lie
Robin paused, his gaze locking onto Alice.
No words were spoken, only the heavy, aching silence between two strangers.
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Shirley, Freya, and the others turned toward Robin, standing motionless in the chilling night air.
Talia's fists clenched in frustration, desperate to rush forward and knock the men crowding Alice to the ground.
But when her eyes met Robin's cold, detached stare, she faltered.
Just then, Rygar and Shawn arrived, hurrying to the front of the hotel.
"Mr. Ramsey...
they called out, but Robin didn't acknowledge them.
Meanwhile, Alice was almost shoved into a car by Harrison and the other men.
It was clear to everyone that if no one intervened, Alice would vanish into the night.
The crowd watched helplessly, none daring to speak out.
The men were foreigners, and though they had the power to stop them, getting involved might stir up more trouble than anyone wanted.
Some had already contacted the police, but despite the wait, no sirens had been heard.
"Let her go!" Robin's voice, low and calm, sliced through the tense silence as he stepped forward.
His words, soft yet chilling, seemed to freeze the air around him.
The three foreign men holding Alice froze, a shiver running down their spines.
In Draconia, they were accustomed to acting without fear of retaliation.
No matter how outrageous their behavior, they believed no one would dare oppose them.
But today, someone had dared to defy them today.
Harrison chuckled loudly, tossing Alice to the other two men.
As Robin approached, he shrugged arrogantly and sneered, "Are you talking to me?"
Robin didn't even glance at him.
The only sound in the cold night was the steady rhythm of Robin's footsteps, deliberate and unwavering.
The onlookers outside the hotel held their breath, waiting for what would happen next. Many hoped the police would arrive soon.
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Chapter 508 The Past Is a Lie
But Harrison, seeing Robin's unbothered demeanor, stepped toward him.
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"Kid, mind your own business!" Harrison threatened, his Draconia language accented with scorn, his finger pointing accusingly at Robin.
towering frame, nearly double Robin's size, the crowd couldn't help but feel a twinge of
Given Harrison's tow
concern for him.
"I'm telling you." Harrison continued, his voice dripping with malice, "if you lay a finger on me, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. You might even end up in jail! Before he could finish his sentence, something flashed in the air.
Harrison was suddenly sent flying, like a ragdoll, crashing hard into the nearby flower bed.
His body was broken-spine shattered, limbs lifeless.
He lay there, crumpled and still, unable to move.
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
Who did that? Who attacked him so violently?"
You don't know? That's Robin, the toughest guy in Harmonfield!"
"No wonder? Who else would be bold enough to stand up to those foreign men?"
"Good! These b*stards think they can do whatever they want in Draconia just because they're foreign. Get
rid of them!"
Teach them a lesson!"
Shouts of support echoed from the crowd.
The two men still holding Alice finally realized the danger they were in.noveldrama
Without hesitation, they released her and turned to face Robin.
Before they could say a word, another flash of motion, and both men were slammed into the ground.
Their legs twisted grotesquely beneath them, reduced to bloody masses.
The air filled with their agonized screams.
From the hotel's entrance, the foreign man with gray hair appeared, accompanied by several others.
He froze at the sight of the chaos, clearly shocked.
After studying Robin for a moment, the man quickly approached him.
The crowd in front of the hotel fell silent.
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Chapter 508 The Past Is a Lie
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For a moment, it seemed he might join the fray, but instead, he stopped and clasped his hands in front of Robin, bowing deeply.
"I apologize, sir. My men were in the wrong. Please forgive us," he said earnestly.
Robin waved dismissively. "Now get lost."
Without hesitation, the gray-haired man ordered his men to carry their injured comrades into a taxi and flee the scene.
A wave of applause and cheers broke out from the onlookers.
Robin took out a napkin and wiped his hands, then turned to leave, heading toward the street.
Alice stood frozen for a moment, then rushed after him. "Robin, wait," she called out.
Robin didn't stop. ignoring her completely.
Alice, now desperate, cried out, "Robin, my grandfather is dying
But still, he didn't respond.
Alice, undeterred, shouted, "The Millers are going bankrupt. If I don't seal this deal tonight, it's over for the Millers.... Robin's expression tightened as he dismissed her. "That's not my problem. It has nothing to do with me. Leave" Alice hesitated, the weight of his words sinking in. With a sorrowful look, she realized her plea was hopeless. "Robin, I just want to know... did you step in for me back there?"
Daphne, walking by, scoffed coldly. "Stop kidding yourself. He'd have done the same for anyone else."
Alice refused to give up. She ran a few steps to block his path. "Robin, wait! I was wrong before. My grandpa regrets it. The Millers regret it all. "We're not asking for much. I don't need you to acknowledge the engagement. Just forgive me and my grandpa. Please?"
Robin stopped and glanced at Alice, his gaze distant.
"Let the past go," he said flatly. "Some things are better left forgotten. I never had anything with you or the Millers, so there's nothing to forgive." He brushed past her, continuing his walk.
At that moment, Gabrielle, hurrying from behind, called out eagerly, "Ms. Miller, do you know Mr. Ramsey?
Alice wiped a smear of blood from her lip and forced bitter smile. "Do I know him? Ha... we know each other, alright.
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Chapter 508 The Past Is a Lie
"That's all in the past now. The past was all a lie. I don't know if it was a dream or reality."
No matter where you go, always remember: The past is a lie. Memories are a road that leads nowhere.
All the springs that once bloomed are gone.
Even the most intense, passionate love fades, becoming just another fleeting illusion.
The figure may be real, but the person is not. There's nothing to hold onto.
A century ago, you weren't you, and I wasn't me.
The sorrow is real, but the tears are false. There u
A century from now, neither of us will remain...
was no reason, no cause.
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