The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 178 How Foolish Your Innocent Face Is

Jamie's gaze fell on Vera's pale legs, a malevolent sparkle igniting in his eyes.

Today marked a startling revelation for him; after years apart, he recognized that the little Silva girl had transformed into a stunning beauty. A thrill of excitement stirred within him.

"Lewis, take her back to the hotel later so I can enjoy her company in bed, hahaha..."

Lewis hesitated for a moment.

He felt the urge to remind Jamie that Vera was his cousin, bound by family ties.

Yet, as the words formed on his lips, he held them back.

Before the heir of the Lynches, all notions of propriety vanished without a trace.

Lewis had witnessed Jamie's growth every step of the way.

As long as it pleased Jamie, he would bend to his wishes.

"Sc*m! You Lynches are all monsters!" Vera shot back defiantly.

"Ms. Silva, you should feel honored that Mr. Jamie would even consider you for his bed," Lewis retorted coldly. "Don't show such ingratitude!"

Robin grasped Vera's hand tightly, directing a contemptuous glare at Lewis. "You old fool! None of you Lynches are worth anything; you're all just beasts!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, even Jamie seemed taken aback.

It was the first instance in his life where he heard someone boldly insult the Lynches of Brighton, especially Lewis in such a manner!

Harvey was already frightened, groveling on the ground.

He had seen firsthand the ruthless nature of the Lynches.

Years earlier, when Sharon had run away from home, she took two maids and two bodyguards with her.

Those maids and bodyguards had been assigned by Sharon's mother to protect her since childhood.

To punish them for not reporting Sharon's escape, the Lynches sent Lewis to hunt them down in Harmonfield.

That old man killed them brutally right before Sharon's eyes.

He did it to serve as a warning to the other servants.

One maid, who refused to apologize, was subjected to horrific torture; Lewis gouged out her eyes and ripped out her heart, leaving her to die in excruciating agony.

"Vera, you b*tch!" Quincy wailed in terror. "Mr. Jamie is giving you a chance, and you don't even appreciate it! Bringing sc*m like Robin around will get you killed and ruin the Silvas!" Lewis fell silent, his gaze shifting to Robin, eyes flashing with a chilling intensity.

The terrifying aura radiating from him made everyone instinctively take a few steps back in fear.

Robin shook his head, recognizing how weak they truly were. How could they dare to threaten him?

In comparison to the merciless individuals he had dealt with over the years, these Lynches were laughable!

Jamie scrutinized Vera before turning his attention back to Robin, a sly smile creeping onto his face. "Robin, you truly have no understanding of your position.

"I'm offering you a chance. If you squander it, don't blame us Lynches for being merciless."

He beckoned Vera closer with a finger. "You worthless woman, if you want to save him, crawl under me and entertain me in bed tonight, hahaha..."

With that, he erupted into maniacal laughter at Robin, spreading his legs in challenge. "What do you say, Robin? Hahaha..."

Lewis's lips twitched as he pointed at Vera and Robin. "Mr. Jamie seldom extends chances to others. Get down and crawl through, now! Like a dog!" Quincy quickly jumped in, berating her. "Vera, you shameless woman, just like your mother! Why are you still standing there? Do what Mr. Jamie says!" Vera trembled in fury.

She had never anticipated the Lynches would sink to such depravity!

Robin stepped forward, his voice frosty. "It seems the lesson you received before wasn't sufficient!"

Today, Jamie faced Robin without fear, bolstered by Lewis's presence.

He was convinced that, with the might of the Lynches' second steward backing him, Robin was insignificant.

"Robin, you're a mere loser, yet you dare to challenge the Lynches from Brighton? What gives you the right?! You're nothing more than a country bumpkin. Do you understand that money and power make you less than a dog? "Truly, the ignorant are fearless! Do you even realize how foolish your innocent face is? Hahaha..."

Jamie and Lewis exchanged amused glances, bursting into raucous laughter.

"You're nothing but a joke in front of Lewis, understand?!"

Jamie pointed at Robin, his voice dripping with malice. "Today, not only will I ruin you, but I'll also take this worthless girl back for my own amusement.

"Her wretched mother betrayed the Lynches, so let this worthless girl pay the price, hahahaha..."

Vera tightened her grip on Robin's hand, her body shaking with fury.

Biting her lip, she shot Jamie a look of pure hatred, tears of rage streaming down her cheeks...

At that moment, she realized that her mother had been killed by the Lynches!

Robin clenched Vera's hand tighter, gazing up at Jamie with indifference. "How can a family like the Lynches exist in this world? I won't forget this!"

Robin acted swiftly, not wasting a moment. Before Jamie and Lewis could fully comprehend what was happening, he brought his foot down hard on Jamie's shoulder. "You're asking for trouble!"

The loud crack of bone echoed in the air.

Jamie let out a pained cry, collapsing to the ground as his knees slammed into the unforgiving asphalt, leaving deep impressions behind.

"How dare you hit me?!" Jamie groaned, gritting his teeth against the pain.

Robin pressed his toes into Jamie's shoulder, exerting more pressure.

Before Jamie could finish his protest, his pale face met the ground with a sickening thud.

"Ah!" In an instant, blood and teeth were scattered across the pavement.

With his foot pinning Jamie's neck, Robin began to rhythmically pound Jamie's head against the hard surface beneath them.

Just a bit more pressure, and Jamie's skull could easily crack open!

Lewis stood there, momentarily speechless, unable to believe that Robin had the audacity to strike right in front of him!

"How dare you!" Lewis shouted, launching himself at Robin with fists raised.

Harvey, filled with despair, shut his eyes and shook his head in frustration.

Despite his disregard for Vera, she was still his daughter.

Robin's boldness had incited the wrath of the Lynches.

With Lewis now involved, not only were Robin and Vera in grave danger, but the entire Silva family faced potential ruin!

Bystanders, sensing the raw strength radiating from Lewis, cast pitying glances toward Robin and Vera.

"They're finished today!"

"Word is, Lewis, the second most powerful of the Lynches in Brighton, has never been defeated.

"This guy only strikes when he means to finish someone off ..."

"Stop!"

Just as Lewis's fist was about to connect with Robin's chest, a sharp voice sliced through the chaos, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind.

Recognizing the newcomer, Lewis halted immediately.

However, he was still forced back a step by the impact of the impending strike.

"C-Colonel Wright!"

The crowd turned their attention, captivated.

A striking woman in military attire stood protectively in front of Robin, exuding confidence and an air of icy elegance.

The Lynches members gaped in shock.

This was Freya, the vice-captain of Draconia's War Wolf Special Forces and the daughter of the influential Wright family!

"Ms. Wright!" Lewis exclaimed, instantly aware of her significance.

Although Martin had distanced himself from Brighton's power dynamics, his standing in the Draconia military was greater than that of Steven, the patriarch of the Lynches. Recently, rumors circulated about Martin's declining health, causing many to speculate that the Wright family was on the verge of a fall.

Yet, against all odds, Martin had made a miraculous recovery, reportedly rejuvenated by the years!

In stark contrast, Steven's health was visibly declining.

Those who understood the inner workings of the Lynches recognized that if they didn't secure a strong ally soon, they risked losing everything.

Jamie's attendance at the Wrights' celebration was merely a preliminary effort to rebuild connections with the Wright family.

Freya's intervention made it abundantly clear that Lewis would not dare to oppose her.

If he threatened the Lynches' plans, Steven would ensure he faced dire consequences.

Lewis looked at Freya, a figure of strength dressed in deep green, her medium-length hair flowing freely and her uniform adorned with two bars and four stars. "Freya!" Jamie exclaimed, staring up at her in astonishment.

Why have I run into her again?!

"Mr. Lewis, why are you not in Brighton with the Lynches? What brings you to Harmonfield?" Freya's penetrating gaze challenged him. "Mr. Ramsey is my friend; do you truly wish to harm him?" Lewis found himself speechless.

If Freya's words held any truth, and Robin was indeed her friend, then striking him here would be a blatant insult to the Wrights.

"Uh, Ms. Wright, you saw him bullying Mr. Jamie ... "Lewis hesitated, gesturing toward Jamie, still pinned beneath Robin's foot.

"Call me Colonel Wright!" Freya snapped coldly. "Mr. Lewis, I don't care about your justifications. If you dare to lay a hand on my friend here in Harmonfield, my gun won't hesitate to intervene!" Two security personnel stepped forward, drawing their handguns, ready for action.

"Get out of here, now!" Freya glared at the Lynches' bodyguards and Lewis, her tone icy and commanding.

The four bodyguards exchanged uncertain glances, considering retreat but hesitating to move.

"Did you not hear me?" Freya's voice sharpened dangerously.

Lewis swallowed hard, gesturing toward Jamie still trapped beneath Robin's foot. "But Mr. Jamie is still under his boot ... "

Before Freya could respond, Robin kicked Jamie forward, sending him crashing to Lewis's feet. "Consider yourself lucky today."

Lewis quickly helped Jamie up, throwing a cold glare at Robin. "Kid, I'm letting this slide for Ms. Wright's sake. Just wait; we'll cross paths again!"

As Lewis and his crew prepared to leave, Robin's voice rang out. "Hold on! You're just going to walk away without compensating for the car I gave to Vera?"

Freya hadn't anticipated Robin's remark.

She stood silent, observing with a cold detachment.

Quincy suddenly yelled, "Robin, you id*ot! Don't drag us down with you—"

"Shut it! You're so noisy!" Robin retorted, kicking a piece of debris into Quincy's mouth.

Lewis paused by the car door, his voice threatening. "What do you want?"

"Money, of course!" Robin replied casually.

"Ten million for that trash; I can arrange that!" Lewis pulled out his phone, ready to contact finance. Robin shook his head. "Ten million? You think that's enough? The gift I gave Ms. Silva is priceless! "And there's also emotional distress-totaling a billion!"