The Deadly Assassin Robin
Chapter 895 Coward!
At 7:00 AM.
After finishing breakfast, Robin returned to his room, changed into a suit, put on his shoes, and strapped on his watch.
He glanced at his reflection in the mirror, a gentle smile spreading on his face.
This outfit was specially ordered for him by Renee and Shirley.
In those years, roaming the world with Old Fred, he had no real home.
All he had ever known were the cold, ruthless shadows of conspiracy and bloodshed.
He had never imagined a life like this-dressed in a sharp suit, polished shoes, and an expensive watch.
Pretending to be very cultured and sophisticated.
Going to a place where people discuss big things and pretend to be cool.
Robin had always despised such shallow displays of pretense.
But his sister and Shirley had both told him that he was now a man with a home.
And, more importantly, he was representing a team at this important conference.
At the very least, he must have the basic etiquette.
So, he chose to wear the suit to add a touch of formality.
He enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by his family.
That's why, before coming to Qacalisle Island, he had made sure to pack this suit and all the accessories.
After having breakfast at the hotel, he returned to his room and immediately put everything on.
He looked at his reflection in the mirror. He looked so good, even he was speechless.
"This suit, custom-made by my sister and Shirley, makes me look so good, I'm not worried about attracting any bad women."
After saying this, he couldn't resist glancing at his reflection once more, giving himself a self-deprecating smile before turning and walking out of the room. The lobby on the first floor was quiet and lazy at 7:00 AM.
The beautiful receptionist at the front desk seemed to blend into the scene, her blank expression as motionless and detached as the stillness around her.
A streak of fresh morning sunlight streamed through the glass doors of Duskhaven Grand Hotel.
The marble floor, still heavy with the dust of sleep, was momentarily set ablaze by the light's fleeting sparkle.
A moment of joy, a flash of brilliance.
Amid the vibrant beauty of the sunrise, Robin stepped out of the elevator.
The sound of his shoes on the floor instantly awakened the marble floor from the hazy dust of last night's dreams. Bathed in the warm glow of the morning light, his tall, elegant figure radiated nobility and luxury.
In the hazy atmosphere, the receptionist's enchanting eyes suddenly came to life, gleaming with a new radiance.
For a moment, she couldn't tell if what she was seeing was reality or a dream.
What a handsome man!
The receptionist couldn't help but place a hand over her chest, her face flushing, her breath quickening. Thankfully, she worked out regularly.
Otherwise, she might have fainted right there, rolling her eyes and foaming at the mouth.
Such a handsome and elegant man. Isn't this the same dreamlike figure from my dream last night?!
"Mr. Ramsey!" Trix quickly caught up, but in her rush, she nearly lost her footing and collided with Robin.
Her soft, delicate frame wobbled a few steps before she managed to steady herself.
The receptionist's adoring smile froze, her expression stiffening as she watched Trix, with her breathtaking beauty, approach.
A surge of displeasure welled up inside her.
Watching Trix act so nervous and shy in front of Robin, the receptionist couldn't help but mutter to herself, Look at her, all coy and flirtatious. Hmph! A wave of jealousy flared up, rising quickly to her head.
Ugh! Seeing such a handsome man made me feel almost tipsy, like I'd had too many drinks.
Trix had woken up at 5 a.m.
She spent over two hours carefully getting ready in front of the bathroom mirror, all in hopes of looking her best when Robin saw her that morning.
Robin paused, eyeing Trix's heavy makeup, his brow slightly furrowing. "Who taught you how to do your makeup?"
Trix's cheeks instantly flushed with embarrassment. "I ... I learned online. I even bought a membership. In less than a month, I upgraded to a Super Black Diamond member ..." "With heavy makeup like that, are you going to a nightclub?" Robin shook his head and walked away.
"Heavy makeup? Nightclub?" Trix stood there, confused for a moment, before quickly pulling out a small mirror from her bag.
Staring at her heavy makeup in the morning light, she finally understood Robin's words.
Panicking, she quickly grabbed her makeup kit and aggressively wiped off the layers of makeup.
Once she had finished, Trix quickly caught up with Robin.
"Mr. Ramsey, thank you for yesterday. If it hadn't been for you ... "
Robin stopped and turned to face
her. "No need for thanks. But let me give you a piece of advice: if something like this happens again, fight back without hesitation. Otherwise, stay home and avoid embarrassing yourself.
"If you have the power to act but don't, that's cowardice."
Then, he turned and continued walking toward the lobby doors.
Trix stood in the lobby, staring at Robin's tall figure as he walked away, lost in thought.
"Trix, what's wrong?" Zayden, who had just arrived, lightly tapped her on the shoulder, pulling her from her thoughts. Trix gazed at Robin's retreating figure. "Zayden, isn't Mr. Ramsey so different from the people we've met before?" Zayden nodded. "Yeah, he's impressive, reckless, confident, and completely fearless... One word: awesome!" "Wait!" Jackson, who had just arrived, overheard their conversation and immediately darkened.
Trix shot Zayden a glance, signaling him to stay quiet. Pretending not to hear and followed Robin toward the exit. Jackson was clearly furious.
He was a minister-level liaison officer.
To be ignored by Trix and Zayden was completely unacceptable.
"Mr. Mickton, have the special guards sent by the TX organization this time been strictly reviewed?"
Anton shrugged nonchalantly. "Of course. Why do you ask?"
Jackson pointed at Robin, Trix, and Zayden's retreating figures. "These people seem to lack political
maturity! They're too hostile, toonet
narrow-minded. If they keep acting like this, they're going to cause big problems.
"You didn't tell them that, when dealing with others, especially with people from foreign regions, they need to learn restraint and patience "
"Mr. Pryce, just that?" Anton interrupted. "Your rank doesn't give you the authority to question our operations. Don't forget your position is just that of a liaison officer!" Jackson stood frozen, staring at Anton's retreating figure.
"Mr. Pryce, what are you doing? Let's go!" Jethro called out as he passed by.noveldrama
Jackson shook his head. "General Quintana, I have a feeling something big is going to happen this time."
Jethro smiled indifferently. "I can't predict the past or the future, but I can tell you one thing, nothing that happens this time will be a big deal.
"Come on, stop worrying about things that haven't even happened."
...
Ten minutes later, Robin and the others arrived at the entrance of the Qacalisle International Convention Center.
Located in the heart of Duskhaven's central area, it was the venue for the Qacalisle Summit Meeting.
Just as they got out of the car, 30 muscular men moved to block their path.
Jackson, along with the two accompanying military officers, recognized the men blocking their path as Asher and his group from the previous evening's conflict at the beachside restaurant.
He immediately made a call to Jethro, urging them to remain calm and avoid any further conflict with Asher.
The conference venue was packed with journalists and media from around the world.
Any incident here could quickly spiral out of control.
Once he had relayed these instructions, Jackson, flanked by the two officers, made his way toward Asher.