Chapter 913 Why Should I Show Mercy?

"Good afternoon, Mr. Pierre!"

Two members of the organizing committee rushed over to Pierre, bowing slightly as they greeted him. "The conference is about to begin. Please, follow us inside." Pierre's anger, which had been bubbling up only moments earlier, seemed to vanish in an instant.

The staff gestured toward the entrance and glanced at the representatives milling around the reception hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Qacalisle Island Summit is about to start. Please make your way to the venue."

Pierre addressed the crowd, his tone firm, "Everyone, let's head inside and begin."

Under his breath, he muttered, "I'll deal with that brat after the conference."

Several representatives nodded and followed Pierre as he walked toward the conference room.

Pierre felt a wave of relief when he saw that Robin didn't seem to pay him any attention. It was a huge weight off his shoulders.

For the first time, he had met someone who actually made him feel threatened.

Robin's arrogant and dismissive behavior had been suffocating, leaving him unable to breathe, let alone figure out just how powerful Robin really was. Winning in front of so many people would be a great source of pride. But losing? That would be a disaster.

A loss would shatter his reputation completely.

He knew that once the conference ended, the Aldridges' security team and Luella would arrive. At that point, he would see how bold Robin really was.

His father, Kolton, had mentioned that Felix wanted to meet him. There were even talks of offering him a position as the captain of Luella's security team when he retired in two years.

To celebrate, a special banquet would be held at the villa on Qacalisle Island.

After the conference, Luella herself would personally greet a VIP at the center of the hall. Pierre couldn't wait to join the Aldridges' convoy to the banquet.

The thought of meeting Luella again thrilled him. He had seen her twice before, and each time left a lasting impression. Her beauty had captivated him, but more importantly, Luella was poised to become the future head of the Aldridges. If he could win her affection, the opportunities would be limitless.

Pierre suspected that Luella's mention of greeting a VIP was just a formality. He was certain both she and Felix were interested in him joining the family, especially since he was the captain of the Sea Lion Force.noveldrama

The "VIP" was probably just an excuse to parade him in front of the global representatives.

Because, frankly, no one else would be considered "important" enough by the Aldridges.

Pierre glanced at Robin's back and smirked to himself.

He was eager to watch Robin back down once the Aldridges' convoy arrived. After all, no one dared to act arrogantly in front of the world's most powerful family.

Representatives from various regions began filing into the hall.

Abner, the mercenary captain from Weronnia, was still on the floor in the center of the hall. His legs appeared to be stuck, and despite the efforts of his companions and staff to help him up, nothing worked. In desperation, the Weronnia diplomatic attaché approached Jackson.

"Mr. Pryce, Mr. Pryce, please wait a moment ... "

The attaché's desperate cry caught the attention of everyone in the hall.

Only then did the crowd realize that Abner was still on the floor.

Jackson glanced at the attaché, clearly unimpressed. "What is it now? Weren't you going to file a complaint with the organizing committee? Why are you bothering us?"

The Weronnia attaché managed a strained smile. "Mr. Pryce, that was just a joke earlier. I would never file a complaint against you."

"A joke?" Jackson scoffed. "Do we know each other that well? You should understand your place."

Jackson suddenly felt a surge of confidence that was foreign to him.

The attache nodded, trying to

salvage the situation. "Mr. Pryce,d apologize. Captain Fairbank acted recklessly and offended Mr.

Ramsey. I will ensure he apologizes.

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"Please, tell Mr. Ramsey to show some mercy and let him rise. It's too humiliating for him to be lying there like that."

Jackson sneered. "Mercy? Do you think you deserve any mercy? Get lost."

Seeing Jackson's refusal to relent, the Weronnia attaché ran toward Jethro.

"General Quintana, General Quintana, please, I beg you!" he pleaded. "Please talk to Mr. Pryce and Mr. Ramsey. Ask them to show leniency. "Abner was rude earlier, but we recognize our mistake now."

Jethro sighed. "I'm afraid I don't have the authority to persuade Mr Ramsey. Unless you offer a sincère apology in front of everyone, maybe he'll show mercy.

"Mr. Ramsey never forgives those who challenge him," Jethro added gravely.

The crowd fell silent, stunned.

Who is this Mr. Ramsey that everyone speaks of him with such respect?

Most people, however, recognized the weight of Jethro's words. If even he is saying these things, Mr. Ramsey must be a figure of immense power.

The Weronnia attaché, after a moment of consideration, relented. "Fine, I'll make sure Abner apologizes to Mr. Ramsey in front of everyone."

Jethro nodded. "I hope you'll keep your word. If not, the consequences are on you.

"Remember, you only get one chance in front of Mr. Ramsey."

The Weronnia attaché silently considered the situation, thinking that they would get Abner up first. As for having him apologize to Robin that would be out of the

question. He would just have to play along for now.

When they reached the center of the hall, he was confident Robin wouldn't dare make Abner grovel again in front of the committee.

The Weronnia attaché, with Jethro and the others, approached Robin.

"Mr. Ramsey, please, wait a moment," Jethro said as he stepped forward.

"The Weronnia diplomatic attaché requests your mercy and asks if you'll allow Abner to rise."

Robin stopped and turned his attention to the attaché. "Let him rise?"

The attaché bowed deeply, his voice full of desperation. "Mr. Ramsey, we are deeply sorry for Abner's disrespect. Please, show mercy and let him stand." Robin scoffed. "Why should I show mercy?"

The representatives nearby chuckled and shook their heads. This guy is as arrogant as ever.

But from another angle, Abner had provoked and insulted Robin, and he was just reaping what he sowed.

Asking Robin to show mercy at this time seemed ridiculous.

The Weronnia attaché, seeing that he wasn't making any progress, sighed and asked, "Mr. Ramsey, would Abner's public apology be enough?"

Jethro added, "Mr. Ramsey, please make an exception this time. After all, we're all conference representatives."

But then he turned to the Weronnia attaché. "Make sure Abner apologizes properly-he should serve a drink as part of his apology."

The Weronnia attaché hesitated but reluctantly nodded. "Fine, I agree. Mr. Ramsey, will this be acceptable to you?"

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