apter 659 Who Sent You
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Leonardo's face darkened. With a swift motion, he slapped Tiffany across the face.
"Do you really think you can stand against Mr. Ramsey?" he growled.
"You should know this: Luminous Studio is his. It belongs to Mr. Ramsey."
"Every dark organization out there bows before him. He could take down Phoenix Vanguard alone."
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le's a major general in the Draconia Special Operations Military Region."
"Do you honestly think you can insult him and get away with it?"
"Annie's life is ruined because of you. No one can save you now. You're done for."
Tiffany stared at Robin as he walked away, dread pooling in her stomach.
She hadn't known. Not in her wildest dreams could she have imagined this man's true power. Leonardo wasn't just talking big.
He was careful, respectful, even deferential in Robin's presence.
Tiffany had once believed the Dickers heir-this rich, untouchable man-was the top of the world.
Now, she saw she was nothing more than a small fish in a vast ocean.
Robin was the real force.
The one who controlled everything.
Her foolish trust in Jamie had led her here. She had chased after something she could never catch.
Now, she had nowhere to run
Tiffany crawled behind Robin, her voice trembling. "Mr. Ramsey, I beg you, forgive me. I didn't know who you were. If I had known-
Robin didn't even look back. He gestured for Leonardo. "Don't waste my time with this nonsense. Finish it."
Without another word, he turned and left.
Outside, the directors and actors straightened up the moment they saw him. "Mr. Ramsey, it's an honor!" Robin didn't acknowledge them. His eyes were icy, filled with a cold resolve. Jamie. The Lynches.
He smiled to himself. If they wanted to meet their end, he'd make sure they got exactly what they wished for
A Mercedes pulled up, and Ivy stepped out, rushing over to Robin. "Mr. Ramsey, you're here!"
Robin nodded once, his gaze still fixed ahead.
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Two bodyguards dragged Tiffany, her face a mess of blood. Ivy froze, her body shivering with a chill.
Looking at the scene-Leonardo and the crew standing nearby-she quickly pieced it all together.
She glanced at Robin, her heart skipping a beat.
The morning sun bathed his face, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
Yet something stirred inside Ivy.
This man was driven by loyalty, by honor.
Every step he took, every choice he made, was for Annie.
They had known each other barely a moment, yet Robin's actions spoke louder than words.
He was doing this because Annie was Santiago's sister. And Robin would go to any length to protect her.
Ivy stared at Robin's cold face. A tear threatened to fall from her eye.
She wanted to run to him, to throw herself into his arms and cry. But she stayed still, forcing herself to hold it together.
"Mr. Ramsey, thank you.... for everything you've done for Annie."
Robin didn't answer.
Ivy saw something shift in him. The man who was always so steady, so unbreakable, seemed to falter. His throat tightened. She could almost hear it.
The morning light washed over his face. His eyes, deep and endless, seemed full of things he wasn't saying. Ivy felt a bitter sorrow in those eyes. She didn't know why it hurt so much to look at them. She lowered her head, pushing back the tears that wanted to escape. "Mr. Ramsey, I'm here to take Annie's
role."
"Then do it," Robin said, his voice flat. "I'm leaving.
Leonardo hurried to catch up. Mr. Ramsey, I'll be at the Brighton studio until the film's finished. This film ...it's for Annie,"
Robin didn't slow down. He waved without looking back.
He didn't get into Ferell's car. Instead, a Hummer and four Grand Cherokees followed him.
The light from the early sun danced through the trees, leaving golden patches on the ground,
People moved down Brighton's West Street, busy with their own lives, unaware of what had just happened. The world moved on, indifferent.noveldrama
Each day, somewhere, there was joy, pain, laughter, and sorrow. Some moments were big. Some were
small
And no one noticed when someone was gone or when someone else
appeared.
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The most important people were just flashes in time, here one moment and gone the next.
Life was a mix of happiness and sadness. The beginning and the end were all the same.
At the end of it all, there was peace. Or so it was said.
Lives, like the morning light, burned bright but disappeared before anyone could understand.
No one would remember how brilliant it was. No one would remember the goodbyes.
Everything moved so fast. It started, and then it was over.
A wise man once said. "One flower, one world. One glance, a billion years."
A single breath can carry a lifetime.
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Time was too short. If something needed to be done, do it now. If something needed to be loved, love it
now.
There was no future. Just the now.
The only thing worth holding on to was the fleeting moment.
Robin walked down the street. He didn't know where he was going. He just kept moving.
Robin didn't realize how far he had walked until he found himself standing at the gates of Brighton University.
His mind wandered, consumed by thoughts of the phoenix emerald pendant, tangled in Marge's belongings on the high-speed train.
It felt like more than a coincidence.
There was something about that pendant. Something that gnawed at him, pulling him in.
It wasn't just curiosity. It was a strange pull, a sense of urgency.
The more he thought about it, the louder the echoes in his mind grew.
Screams. Sharp and terrible..
Cries of pain. Shouts of warning. The weight of lost hope.
He didn't know if these were just fleeting memories or something deeper, something older.
But the noise, the bloodshed, the feeling of chaos was all too real.
Every time it came to him, it felt like a sharp jab in his chest.
Like a knife wound that didn't quite heal.
It wasn't just a memory-it was a feeling that stretched across time and space, as if it belonged to a world
that wasn't his own.
He paused, taking a slow breath.
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What was this?
Why couldn't he shake it?
He had to know.
Before he could think any further, two dark figures darted past him.
Instinct told him these were the ones he had been waiting for. They were after Marge, just like him.
They moved fast, slipping into the cafeteria dorm area.
The breakfast crowd was thinning, and the cleaning crew began their rounds.
He followed their trail, making his way to the back of the building.
One of the men was climbing up the side of the dorm, heading for a window on the fourth floor.
Before he could make it inside, Robin grabbed him by the arm, pulling him back to the ground.
The man hit the pavement hard and tried to reach for his weapon.
Robin snatched the gun from his grasp, casually twirling it in his fingers. "Talk, Robin demanded, his voice low. "Who sent you? What's your purpose here?"