The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 660 Talk, Or Die Chapter 660 Talk, Or Die 84%l 5/Free Coins The man looked at Robin, his eyes wide, his mouth frozen in fear. He couldn't speak. Not a word cout.

Robin clicked off the safety on his gun, pressing it to the man's head. "Tellwhat I want to know. Or you'll die here." The man's breath hitched. "General Ramsey, 1... I was sent by General Grayson." was obvious the man recognized Robin.

He knew exactly who he was, Robin didn't have tfor games.

If you didn't answer, he didn't hesitate. He would shoot.

"What does Grayson want from me?" Robin's voice was calm, like he was discussing the weather. He flipped the safety back on the gun.. "General Grayson... he wantsto look into Marge and Joanna," the man stammered, his eyes darting nervously.

Robin slapped him, light but firm. "Stay away from them. Tell Grayson that if he comes near them again. I won't ask questions. I'll just kill you." The man nodded quickly, "Yes, General Ramsey," and scrambled to his feet. Without another word, he snatched the gun and ran out of the campus. Robin glanced up at the fourth-floor window.

He jumped up the stairs, quickly closed the window, and turned away.

As he walked through the campus, the cherry blossoms that once bloomed so beautifully now lay scattered on the ground, withering away.

The flowers, so full of life one day, were already fading.

Their bright, brief existence was like a shooting star-here, then gone.

All it took was one storm, one gust of wind, and the blossoms were go gone.

The earth was left clean, as it had never been Robin looked up at the tree, its bare branches barely holding onto a few petals. He shook his head.

He walked past the fallen petals, their scent still lingering in the air, and entered the cafeteria. Inside, he saw Marge, small and busy, wiping down the tables. She worked hard, moving quickly with purposes A Team of sunlight cthrough the window, shining on her face. Robin saw the joy in her expression. She had changed. The woman who on seemed so burdened, so worn, was now at peace.

1/4 84% Thu, 5 Dec Chapter 660 Talk, Or Die Her daughter. Joanna, no longer needed to worry about surviving.

Marge had a job.

She could see Joanna every day, watch her grow.

It wasn't much, but it was enough.

It was the happiest tof Marge's life.

As a mother, there was nothing greater than knowing your child was safe.

Robin could feel it- the love of a mother in her every movement. It was real. It was undeniable.

"Mr. Ramsey * Pree Coins Marge's voice caught Robin's attention. She blinked in surprise when she saw him. "What brings you here today?" She paused, then added. "Joanna talks about you a lot." "She says she still owes you a meal." "Now that she has her scholarship, she wants to take you, Brenda, and Marissa out to dinner." Robin smiled a little. "We'll get that chance soon." "Have you eaten yet, Mr. Ramsey?" Marge asked.

Robin shook his head. "Not yet Wait here, she said. "The cafeteria still has sleftover breakfast for the staff. I can get you a plate.

Robin didn't turn her down.

Marge quickly moved to the counter.

She cback holding a hot bowl of millet porridge, sbuns, and sgreens.

She had even asked the cook to fry two eggs for him.

Robin stared at the steaming food. The tension inside him eased.

It felt good Like home.

That warmth had been missing for far too long.

Marge watched him closely as he stared at the meal, worry in her eyes. "Mr. Ramsey, is this not what you like? I thought someone of your standing would prefer Western food." Robin shook his head, smiling softly. "I love this kind of breakfast. Simple, honest, and comforting.

onral, Marge looked puzzled She stared at him for a long moment, confused.

2/4 11:27 Thu, 5 Dec Chapter 660 Talk, Or Die 0:84% +5 Free Colt Robin dug in, tasting the porridge, savoring the vegetables. His appetite grew, This was easily one of the best breakfasts he'd ever had.

Marge sat a little ways away, her eyes focused on him.

She looked like she was trying to read him, her gaze sharp, intense.

There was something so familiar in his expression. It was too familiar.

Too much like the master from the past.

Could he really be the lost heir she had thought was gone forever? Her heart raced. She wanted to believe it so badly.

But she stayed quiet. Too many thoughts crowded her mind, too many things she couldn't say.

If he was her old master's son, then the world that was lying in wait for him had nothing but a gaping abys "Breakfast was great, Marge. Thanks! I'm heading out now. Gonna check on Brenda." "Okay, Mr. Ramsey Marge watched him for a moment, unsure, until Robin turned and left the cafeteria.

As he stepped outside, Brenda spotted him, her face lighting up with excitement. "Hey, Robin! What brings you here this morning? Robin shrugged. "Cto see you."

Brenda looped her arm around his, beaming. "Robin, the counselor m wants us to update our info-family and incdetails for Draconia.

What should I put?" "Family and income? Robin paused, thinking They don't already know about your family? What did you put down before? I never asked." "I didn't want to make it obvious. Thought it might affect your work, so I just said we run a soup restaurant.

"Then keep that. I used to be a bartender" Robin grinned. "Just go with that" "Okay, that'll make things easier. Brenda nodded.

Robin smiled. "But what's with the incpart? Why do they need family incinfo in college? Brenda shook her head. "Not sure. Maybe they're picking students for leadership roles." "Ah, I see Robin raised an eyebrow, curious. "How's school going for you?" Tinati Brenda grinned wide. "Tin at the top of the class. My average's over 90 4 "Impressive. Keep it up, Robin said, ruffling her hair "Robin, our school's hosting a May party at the end of the month. If you're still in Brighton, can you cwith Marrisa C 0 3/4 11:28 Thu, 5 Dec Chapter 660 Talk, Or Die 84% +5 Free Coins "Really? You're performing?" Robin raised an eyebrow. He remembered Ivy mentioning that Rhea was also part of the event.

Brenda smiled mischievously. "Everyone has to perform, but I've got talent." Robin chuckled. "I'll try to make it. Letknow if you need anything for your act-clothes, props, whatever.

"No worries. Robin. I've got everything. I'll reach out to you before pusto the event. You'll want to see your little Brenda showing off her charm. Robin smiled and gave her hair another ruffle. "Alright, I'll head out now." Just then, his phone rang. It was Vera. "Robin, where are you?" Tm at Brighton University."

You're in Brighton? I'm heading there soon for my grandmother's 80th birthday. If you're free, do you want to join me? It's at the Lynches' place."