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Chapter 901
Robin dropped his gaze to the knife at his throat, a smirk playing on his lips.
“So you wanna know, huh?”
He chuckled as if he knew Bernard wouldn’t really hurt him. There was a touch of sass in his grin.
“Well, I ain’t spillin
Knife in hand, Bernard stared at Robin’s raised eyebrows. His initially emotionless eyes gradually
turned icy
“You don’t have to tell me ”
As his words fell, the knife slowly slid down to his chest. Feeling his heart pounding faster, the knife
pointed straight at the heart.
“But your heart, might just get ripped out.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRobin was fully aware that if Bernard truly decided to strike, it would be a hell of a showdown. But he
wasn’t scared one bit.
“If you don’t want your kin to end up like the Pine family, go on, give it a shot.”
He was the leader of the Spencer family. If Bernard actually killed him, the Spencers might end up on
the Laurence family’s shit list just like the Pines.
Even with all the tricks up Bernard’s sleeve, he wouldn’t mess with his own bloodline, right?
That’s what Robin thought. He believed Bernard would consider his descendants.
However, without any hesitation, Bernard gripped the knife handle lighter, and plunged it straight in.
Feeling his heart suddenly stop beating, Robin’s face turned ashen within seconds.
Looking up at Bernard in disbelief, he stammered. “You…”
Bernard pulled out the knife, pressing the blade against his lips, “Do you know why you can never beat
me?”
Robin clutched his bleeding chest, enduring the pain with a cold laugh. “Because I’m not ruthless
enough, right?”
Bernard pulled out a wet wipe, slowly wiping off the blood–stained blade, “Not that you’re not ruthless,
just not as ruthless as me!
He remembered Mr. Penrod telling him as a kid, as a future leader, he had to be more ruthless than
anyone, or else he’d be the one to bite the dust. Bernard never forgot that and never showed mercy
when dealing with enemies.
Robin always aspired to stand on equal footing with him, but alas, he’d always been a coddled child,
untested by life’s harshest trials. How could one who had never traversed darkness truly embody
ruthlessness?
Robin’s gaze lowered to his chest, spotting the knife that had narrowly missed his heart, prompting
another burst of laughter, “If you truly had a ruthless streak, you wouldn’t have stayed your hand just
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmnow.”
Bernard also permitted a faint smile, “You still haven’t answered my question, what exactly does your
mother seek from my wife?”
Robin’s eyes widened imperceptibly. Despite the shock, he endeavored to maintain his composure,
“She wishes to meet her sister’s child, one final time”
Despite his best efforts to cloak his surprise, Bernard discerned the subtle shift in his gaze. It appeared
Robin was taken aback by Bernard’s knowledge of his mother’s quest for Eleanor.
Toying with the petite knife in his grip, Bernard swiveled to face Robin, a smirk etched on his face,
“Your father was originally betrothed to your mother’s sister. Surely, you’d be more informed about how
your mother ended up with your father, right?”
Hearing this, Robin’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. “What the hell are you on about?”
There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and it didn’t look like an act. Did Robin really not know
about the history of his family’s previous generation?
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