The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 937

Chapter 937 You Think I Need Your Money?
Robin let out a cold smile and extended his hand.

In that moment, Luella couldn't bear to look any longer.

She didn't want to witness the betrayal that she could never bring herself to believe in, not even as she faced death.

Luella closed her eyes tightly, overwhelmed by a deep sense of disappointment.

Tears of sorrow fell.

A sharp slap suddenly shattered the oppressive silence of the banquet hall, waking everyone from their dazed state.

Robin's hand slapped across Darson's face, which was still grinning with a touch of malice.

In an instant, a dark figure was seen hurtling backwards; Darson crashed heavily into a massive bulletproof window.

The impact shattered the glass into shards, but a thin wire mesh outside the window sent his burly body bouncing back into the room.

"Trash! You think you're worthy of my alliance!" Robin spat, pulling a wet tissue from his pocket to wipe the blood off his hand.

"The Dark Night Alliance is my sworn enemy. If I see any of them, I'll kill them on the spot."

Everyone was in a state of shock, struggling to comprehend the unfolding events.

Hadn't Divine Drakebane agreed to Gottlieb's terms?

They gave his words some thought, and Divine Drakebane's words made sense. He had never promised to form an alliance with them.

It was all wishful thinking on their part.

Pierre, who had been dejected and disheartened, suddenly had a spark of hope in his eyes.

He whispered urgently, "Ms. Luella, don't be sad. Lord Drakebane didn't join them!"

Luella's eyes snapped open, and she hurriedly wiped away the tears blocking her vision.

Through the harsh light, she clearly saw Robin standing in the center of the room, unbothered by anything around him.

Her body trembled with excitement.

She wanted to shout to the world that the man she admired had never changed!

Mr. Ramsey, I was wrong!

Her beautiful face, once shadowed by grief, now lit up with a radiant, life-affirming smile—tears still flowing down her cheeks.

Injured and struggling to recover, Darson pointed at Robin and asked sinisterly, "Lord Drakebane, do you know what this will bring upon you and the Aldridges?

"The Qacalisle Island is controlled by the Dark Night Alliance and the Caffereys."

He continued, a dark glint in his eyes, "Gottlieb has set up a few small missiles in the sea. At his command, a single missile could destroy this entire banquet hall in seconds."

"Still threatening me?" Robin advanced slowly toward the struggling Darson, his voice cold. "Do you think you are empowered to threaten me?"

Darson, panicking, stammered, "Y-you ... Don't come any closer, Lord Drakebane. We are only targeting the Aldridges today; we didn't mean to offend or threaten you."

Robin interrupted, tossing the wet tissue behind him.

"I don't care about your issues with the Aldridges or your plans for revenge. But now that the Dark Night Alliance has betrayed me, I will eliminate them all—not a single soul will escape!"

Darson shivered, clenching his teeth. "The alliance is not something you can simply destroy!"

With that, Darson leaped to his feet, his body suddenly enveloped in thick black smoke.

"The Dark Night Alliance is nothing but a pile of stinking trash! Die!" Robin shouted.

The words had barely left his mouth when a cold light shot out.

Robin's blade unsheathed with lightning speed, cutting through Darson's throat before he could even react.