Amber was taken aback for a moment.
“You have inappropriate photos of me and Mr. Ramsey? Piper, you… you’re truly pathetic!”
She shot an incredulous glare at Piper, astonished that anyone would make such a ridiculous accusation.
While most might not know Robin’s true standing within the Dunn Group, Amber wally aware of it.
She had observed the high regard with which Drake and Timothy treated him.
Shirley even considered Robin as her boyfriend.
Moreover, Robin’s contributions to the Dunn family business were astonishing; he had played a significant role in bringing in profits from the Eastvale and Southvale projects that far exceeded what the company had earned in the last 30 years. As far as Amber knew, Robin held a 20 percent share in the Dunn Group.
His enigmatic background and status within the company were completely beyond her reach.
Even though she harbored feelings for him, Amber understood that she had no claim to any entitlement.
But now, Piper was insinuating that there was an affair between her and Robin.
Wasn’t that pushing Amber into a corner from which she could not escape?
Anger boiled inside Amber. “Ms. Dunn, this is pure nonsense!
“I urge you to look into this carefully; I refuse to be wrongfully accused!”
Shirley nodded, a playful spark dancing in her eyes for a brief moment as she averted her gaze.
Piper continued, “When I joined the Dunn Group, Rosalie had already been turned down by HR.
“Amber persuaded HR to rehire Rosalie under Robin’s influence, and she even offered her a senior position with a salary that was double mine.
“Is this true, Robin?”
Robin cast a sidelong glance at Piper but chose not to respond.
“Ha!” Piper exclaimed, her confidence growing. “There’s something I need to share with you, Ms. Dunn.
“I was previously acquainted with Robin, and at one point, he developed feelings for me.”
“What…?” Shirley blinked, a hint of amusement in her expression as she looked at Robin, who appeared as though he had something to say but held back..
Lost in her fantasies, Piper elaborated, “To catch my eye, Robin concocted a ‘hero saves the damsel’ scenario by rescuing Rosalie from a villain.
“I realized he was manipulating things to win me over the whole time.”
“Oh, my gosh!” Amber placed her hands over her face, shaking her head in disbelief. “Is there really someone so shameless?”
Shirley, trying to suppress laughter, looked at Robin and said, “Piper, please continue; I want to hear every detail.”
Robin shot a frustrated glance at Shirley, finding the entire situation tedious.
Piper became increasingly animated. “I saw right through Robin’s games and refused to give him the time of day. But he persisted, attempting to flaunt his position in the company. “He even told Rosalie right in front of me that she would get hired by the company!
“Honestly, just hearing that made me want to gag.
“You’re just a security guard; what gives you the authority to guarantee someone’s employment?
“Eventually, I realized he had used Amber’s connections to help Rosalie get into the company.
“I knew in my gut that all of Robin’s actions were just to get under my skin!
“I still ignored him!
“But he wouldn’t take the hint. It became clear to me that he was infatuated with me!
“He even found out where I lived at Graceview Apartments and moved right across the hall!
“The day I saw him in the elevator, I nearly laughed myself to death.
“Ms. Dunn, think about it; he’s a security guard whose monthly pay wouldn’t even cover half the rent at Graceview Apartments, yet he wanted to live in a fancy place like us high-powered professionals. I was completely taken aback! “To see me daily, he went so far as to borrow money and con people just to make rent.”
At this point, Piper noticed Amber’s expression twisting in disgust as she shook her head vigorously.
This irritated Piper.
“Amber, I truly feel sorry for you! He’s using your money and connections just to impress me!
“Yet you’re still enjoying this, assisting him in deceiving Ms. Dunn about everything concerning Rosalie.
“I understand; you’re not pleased with my complaints.
“Actually, by bringing you and Robin to light, I’m doing you a favor by preventing you from getting deeper into this deception!”
Amber shook her head in disbelief. “Piper, I never believed Mr. Ramsey when he claimed you were sick in the head.
“Now it seems you truly need to consult a doctor!
“With your skills, you should really consider becoming a writer or a screenwriter-”
Piper scoffed, interrupting Amber before she could finish her thought. “That’s completely ridiculous! Women consumed by emotions are the most foolish of all!
“Amber, you need to wake up-everything Robin has done to you is a fabrication!
“You may not realize this, but while he’s been with you, he’s also been fooling Ms. Silva!
“Surely you know Vera, right?
“That Vera is quite something.
“Just yesterday morning at work, I overheard her telling Robin she would send him as much money as he desired immediately!
“While Ms. Silva was driving Robin to the office, you were just sitting in the lobby, waiting for him.
“And then you dragged him into the parking lot, where Robin actually started undressing in the car-
Amber could no longer contain herself, her frustration boiling over. “Piper, you have no limits! You’re rambling about things you clearly don’t understand!”
“Ha! Amber, I can see you’re getting flustered just discussing this!” Piper laughed, relishing her victory.
“Robin got into the car, put on the suit you bought him, and when he emerged, you were there to help him adjust his bow tie.
The way you were smiling then revealed just how complicated your relationship really is!
“I saw that suit Robin wore; it looked quite fancy! You really went all out!
“What kind of foolish woman would spend hundreds of thousands on an expensive suit for a man she doesn’t care about or love?” Shirley’s face instantly turned crimson with embarrassment.
Amber shook her head in annoyance. “You actually followed us? Let me clarify: that suit was bought by Ms. Dunn herself!”
Piper was taken aback. “What are you… Hahaha! Ms. Dunn bought him a suit?
“Amber, Ms. Dunn is right here; maybe you should pay attention to your lies
At that moment, Veronica entered the room. “Ms. Dunn, Ivy and Chad are here to see Mr. Ramsey. Is this a good time?”
Shirley nodded before Robin could say anything. “Let them in.”
Piper, stunned, exclaimed, “Veronica, I must have misheard you! The Ivy you mentioned-she’s the Oscar-winning actress from Qurgh, right?” Veronica paused and nodded. “Yes.”
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Chapter 171 Is There Really Someone So Shameless?
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Piper shook with excitement. “I heard Ivy is going to be the spokesperson for the Dunns! I can’t believe I’ actually going to meet her today-this is incredible! Hahaha… Veronica looked puzzled by Piper’s excitement. “Is that all?”
“Yes! Just wait-I have to get her autograph and take a picture with her! Hahaha…”
Before long, Ivy and Chad entered Shirley’s office.
Ivy greeted Shirley warmly before turning to Robin, saying respectfully, “Mr. Ra something with you.”
y, I need to discuss
Robin looked up at her, but before he could reply, Piper burst in.
“Is it really you, Ivy? Ms. Dickinson, it’s genuinely you! I’m so thrilled to meet you!
“I never thought I’d actually see the Oscar winner from Qurgh in person! Oh, how lucky I am!”
Ivy glanced at Piper, uncertain of who she was, but offered a polite nod.
“Ms. Dickinson, may I take a picture with you and get your autograph?” Piper eagerly pulled out her phone, ready to snap a shot.
Ivy frowned slightly, and Tina stepped in front of her. Excuse me, but please don’t interrupt Ms. Dickinson while she’s speaking with Mr. Ramsey!”
Piper was caught off guard. “Ms. Dickinson, you … want to talk to him? He’s just a security guard! It’s beneath your status to converse with someone like him.”
She then turned to Robin, exasperated. “Robin, Ms. Dickinson is an Oscar winner; can’t you at least stand up when you see her?”
Robin raised an eyebrow but didn’t acknowledge her.
Noticing Piper’s blatant disrespect toward Robin, Tina stepped forward, coldly saying, “Who do you think you are? Ms. Dickinson is here to talk with Mr. Ramsey please be quiet and step aside!” Ivy continued, “Mr. Ramsey, Mr. Rowse has completed filming the advertisement for the spokesperson role.
“As a gesture of gratitude for the opportunity to make amends, I’d like to stay at Harmonfield a few more days to promote the Dunns’ Southvale District Development Group.”
Robin responded indifferently, “What do you mean by that?”
Ivy elaborated, “Mr. Ramsey, I’m planning to host an outdoor concert in front of the Southvale Infinity Tower’s lobby, if that’s acceptable to you.
“If
f you agree, I’m willing to promote the Dunn Group without any charge.”
Piper was utterly confused.
Here’s Ivy, the leading star of Qurgh, showing such humility in front of Robin-what the hell is going on?
Could it be that Robin somehow deceived Ms. Dickinson?
“Ms. Dickinson, are you sure you’re not confusing him with someone else?” Before Robin could reply, Piper interrupted again.
“He’s just a low-ranking security guard in our Dunn Group-why would you ask him about something so significant? Ms. Dunn is right here, so let’s-”
Ivy, increasingly annoyed by Piper’s interruptions, realized that continuing to provoke Robin could jeopardize her own future.
“Miss, could you please allow me to speak with Mr. Ramsey privately? Whether I confused his identity or not is none of your business!”
Piper was taken aback by the sudden turn of events.
“Ms. Dickinson, you must be mistaken! He’s just a pathetic loser trying to trick talented and genuine women like us,” she exclaimed, her voice rising in indignation. “You have no idea, do you? He’s been harassing me, and I’m about to report him to Ms. Dunn!”
Ivy paused, her expression shifting. “Mr. Ramsey, what is going on here … ?”
Robin let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “Looks like the Harmonfield Psychiatric Hospital has lost a patient recently.” “Excuse me?” Ivy blinked in surprise, casting a confused glance at Piper, who instinctively took a step back, her face paling.
Shirley and Amber stood momentarily speechless, struggling to understand the meaning behind Robin’s strange comment.
Chad, equally perplexed, asked, “Mr. Ramsey, have they located the patient?”
“Not yet, but we have a rough idea of where they might be,” Robin replied, maintaining a blank expression.
A glimmer of amusement danced in Ivy’s eyes.
“Where might that be?” Chad pressed, intrigued.
Robin’s gaze turned icy as it locked onto Piper. “Right here, in this very office.”
Inside the office, everyone shifted their attention toward Piper, following Robin’s stare.
Realizing what Robin was implying, Piper’s face flushed with fury. “How dare you insult me like that, you security guard! Hmph!”
Robin ignored her outburst and continued, “Ivy, feel free to share your thoughts with Ms. Dunn directly. I have no objection as long as she agrees.”
“Ha!” Piper scoffed, “You act like you’re the CEO or something! You’re a riot!
“Ms. Dunn certainly doesn’t need to consult a security guard of your caliber for any decisions.”
Ivy’s confusion was evident as she turned to Robin.
Shirley quickly interjected, “Ms. Dickinson, since Mr. Ramsey has no objections, I couldn’t be more pleased. As for compensation, the Dunn Group will offer the highest rate for your appearance.”
Ivy shot a quick look at Robin, then hastily added, “Ms. Dunn, I’ve mentioned before that I won’t accept any fees for any future requests from the Dunn Group.”
Shirley paused, gauging Robin’s silence, then smiled and said, “We truly appreciate your generosity, Ms. Dickinson.
“Veronica, please escort Ms. Dickinson to our advertising department. They need to start drafting a plan for the concert immediately.”
Ivy turned to Robin, bowing slightly. “Mr. Ramsey, thank you for this opportunity.”
Robin met her gaze. “Alright. I’ll call Leonardo. Ensure everything is prepared for the concert.”
“I will, Mr. Ramsey!” Ivy said, deeply bowing once more before following Veronica out of Shirley’s office.
“Ms. Dickinson … “Piper tried to rush after Ivy to snap a photo and get her autograph.
However, Tina blocked her path, her voice sharp. “Please don’t disturb Ms. Dickinson!”
Piper glared at Ivy’s retreating figure, unwilling to back down. “Ms. Nelson, Ms. Dickinson, you’re being played by Robin!”
Tina shook her head, sneering, “You’re such a fool! Mr. Ramsey’s status is beyond your understanding! Step aside!”
Frustrated, Piper watched Ivy exit, shaking her head in disbelief. “Robin, you scam artist, what exactly did you say to Ms. Dickinson?”
Amber stepped forward, crossing her arms. “Piper, curb your wild imagination! Mr. Ramsey is not just a security guard for the Dunn Group!”
Piper let out a harsh laugh. “And what is he, then? There’s no way he’s the CEO of the company! That’s absurd!”
Amber chuckled softly. “Mr. Ramsey is indeed the CEO of Eastvale Development Group.
“And the Graceview Apartments you mentioned? Those were a personal gift from Ms. Dunn to him, so he’s not renting them.
“You saw for yourself that Ivy is eager to represent the Dunn Group and is willingly promoting our Southvale project concert because of Mr. Ramsey’s influence.
“All your accusations are nothing but fabrications and fantasies!
“Do you genuinely believe Mr. Ramsey would stage some grand rescue just to win you over? That he would rent the Graceview Apartments to get close to you? That’s ridiculous! “By the way, the suit you saw Mr. Ramsey wearing was a thoughtful gift from Ms. Dunn!
“I can’t fathom how you can so confidently assert that he’s merely a security guard!”
Piper stood frozen, her eyes widening as she looked to Shirley for confirmation. “Ms. Dunn, is this true?
“I’m not lying. I really have some embarrassing photos of Robin and Amber!”
Shirley sighed. “Piper, everything Amber has said is accurate.
“Honestly, I brought you here to inform you that if you wish to work for the Dunns, you need to concentrate on your responsibilities.
“I recognized that you’re a recent graduate and wanted to provide you with another opportunity to perform well, instead of getting involved in pointless antics.
“Amber is right. The suit Robin is wearing was a gift from me.
“The Graceview Apartments were also a gift from me.
“And regarding Rosalie’s situation, I had Amber managed that.
“Robin is the CEO of Eastvale Development Group and a significant shareholder of the Dunns.
“Even if I’m not aware of the specifics of Rosalie’s situation, he still holds the power to hire anyone within the company without any issue.
“Maybe this is all just a misunderstanding; let’s put an end to this.
“Rosalie is a colleague who joined the company around the same time as you, and you both attended the same school. You should value that connection; it’s not every day that you meet someone you truly resonate with. “Now, why don’t you return to your duties? The Dunns will always recognize talent.”
Piper stood frozen, momentarily stunned.
Her disbelief was palpable as she glared at Robin, her frustration boiling over. “How could this be? How could I not know this?
“Robin is the CEO of Eastvale Development Group?!”
Amber shook her head, pity flickering in her eyes. “You don’t have the necessary connections; the secretarial department wouldn’t inform you about such matters.”
“But Ms. Dunn, you are an icon in Harmonfield! Why would you gift him a house and personally select his suits? It just doesn’t add up! Why was I left in the dark?”
Amber let out a derisive laugh. “Who do you think you are? Does Ms. Dunn need your approval for her choices?”
“Alright, I’m leaving!” Robin said as he stood up, brushing past Shirley and muttering, “You’re rather tiresome; was today’s event orchestrated by you?”
Shirley stifled a laugh behind her hand and watched as Piper stormed out of the office. “Isn’t this better? The issue is resolved, so no further misunderstandings should arise. You won’t be mistaken for a fraud again. “Oh, and after work, both you and Amber should come over. I want to head home two hours early.”
Robin raised an eyebrow, taken aback. “You want to practice more? If it’s too much trouble, we can just grab a bite outside instead.”
Shirley shook her head earnestly. “I’m not going home to practice; I’ve got my skills down. I saw a video claiming that fresh chicken and fish taste better when killed and prepared right away.
“So, I plan to buy live chickens and fish to prepare myself.”
Noticing Shirley’s serious demeanor, Robin didn’t want to dampen her enthusiasm. “Do you need any assistance?”
“No, I’ve got this,” Shirley replied confidently. “I’ve been practicing for almost a month. It may not be five-star quality, but it’s close.
“Just wait for your tasting session tonight. Now you all should head back; I need to wrap up my work from today.”
With that, Shirley lowered her head and resumed her tasks.
Once outside Shirley’s office, Robin had just reached the entrance to his own when a figure darted out from around the corner.
“Robin!” Piper glared at him. “Why did you hide the truth about being the CEO from me?!”
Robin had no interest in engaging with her and sidestepped to enter his office.
“Robin, wait!” Piper followed him. “Alright, I won’t bring up the things you kept hidden. I’ve forgiven you, alright?
“What I mean is, you can pursue me now!”
Robin glanced at Piper, who was trying to act coy, and shook his head. “You’re hopeless.”
Piper stood in front of the door to his office. “Robin, if you truly have feelings for me, don’t keep it bottled up. Don’t worry; I won’t reject you again… Robin quickly dialed Amber’s number. “Ms. Jenning, please come here. Someone is interrupting my work; can you remove her?”
Amber picked up the call and quickly brought two security guards to the CEO’s office. When they spotted Piper clinging to Robin, Amber intervened. “Ms. Dawson, what’s happening here? Get back to your post immediately! If you refuse, I’ll have security escort you out!”
Piper shot a furious glare at Amber and, noticing the approaching guards, hurriedly retreated.
Under her breath, she muttered, “Robin, you can’t get away from me! I know you like me! I will ensure we end up together!”
…
After work, Amber drove Robin to the Vista Lake villa.
As they pulled up and parked, they could hear chaos coming from the yard.
Shirley was panting and shouting, “Stop right there! Do you think you can escape?”
“Cluck, cluck, cluck…” The distressed sounds of a chicken filled the air.
Amber blinked in surprise. “What’s Ms. Dunn doing? Is she trying to kill a chicken?”
Robin frowned. “Yes, she mentioned earlier that she was going to buy live chickens and fish to prepare fresh meals.”
Checking the time, he muttered, “It’s been two hours, and she still hasn’t killed them?”
Amber gently opened the door to the villa, and the scene inside left her stunned.
Shirley was there, wielding a shiny kitchen knife, her hair disheveled and her clothes splattered with feathers and muck, chasing a large rooster. “Stop running!” she yelled, pursuing the bird around the yard.
Perhaps exhausted from the chase, she bent over, gasping for air, and stared intently at the rooster over 10 feet away.
Blood stained the rooster’s neck, and its feathers were ruffled in chaos.
The rooster glared defiantly back at Shirley, its eyes sparkling with challenge.
Clearly, Shirley had been in a fierce struggle with this bird for quite some time.
Suddenly, she sprang into action, yelling, and charged at the rooster once more, knife raised high …
Amber stood frozen in shock at the chaotic scene playing out in the yard.
Shirley’s attempt to catch a chicken was nothing short of alarming!
Robin, equally surprised, watched as Shirley transformed the entire villa’s courtyard into a battleground in her frantic pursuit of the bird.
He gazed at Shirley, who stood with a kitchen knife in hand and clearly out of breath; it was obvious she had invested far too much time on this endeavor. Didn’t she claim to have been honing her skills for an entire month?
And yet, this is the outcome?
With the way things are going, it seems unlikely that she would manage to prepare a meal anytime soon. Just then, Robin dashed forward, catching the flapping rooster just as it attempted to make a break for it. Amber sighed in relief, exclaiming, “We finally got it! Ms. Dunn, you really need to take a moment to rest.” Robin casually handed the rooster to Amber, who was still watching Shirley, whose exhaustion was evident. Suddenly, Shirley yelled and swung her knife with frustration.
“Ah!” Amber gasped, realizing too late that she should have dodged.
In that instant, the rooster squawked frantically as its head was lopped off, sending it soaring into the air. Amber stood there, stunned, grappling with what had just occurred.
Shirley shot her an angry look. “I told you to stop running!”
After a beat, Amber finally understood that Shirley’s fierce glare was aimed at something in her own hands.
She glanced down and saw that she was gripping a headless chicken, its body twitching and spilling warm blood!
“Ah!” she shrieked, dropping the lifeless bird onto the ground.
Just as she regained her composure, the severed head of the chicken plopped neatly into her grasp.
Without even looking at what she was holding, Amber tightened her grip and shot a glare at Robin. “You handed me the chicken and didn’t give me a heads-up?”
Robin pointed at her hand. “If you squeeze any harder, you’ll crush it.”
Amber looked down and finally realized she was holding a blood-soaked chicken head.
“Ahhh!!” she yelped, flinging the head away with all her might before bolting around the yard in panic.
Exhausted from the ordeal, Shirley sank onto the courtyard steps, gasping for air.
She glanced at the headless chicken sprawled on the ground and then at Amber, who was frantically running in circles, and chuckled. “Amber, you might want to work on your bravery.” Amber finally halted, her cheeks flushed. “Well … that caught me completely off guard …
“I had no idea killing a chicken would be this tough,” Shirley admitted, nodding. “If I had known, I would have just bought one that was already cleaned and ready to go.”
After a brief pause, she gathered herself. “You two wait in the living room. I’ll head to the kitchen, pluck the feathers, and then prepare the fish. We can finally start cooking.” Amber had calmed down by this point.
Hearing Shirley’s words, she hesitantly asked, “Ms. Dunn, the fish is still alive?”
Shirley tucked a few stray strands of hair behind her ear. “Yes. You two can sit in the living room for a bit and make yourselves some tea while I get to work.
“It won’t take long. I’ll take care of the fish first and get it cooking right away.”
“O-okay, Ms. Dunn.” Amber nodded and moved into the villa’s living room with Robin.
Inside, the living room was just as chaotic as the yard.
From the mess scattered across the floor, it was evident that Shirley had chased the chicken from the kitchen through the living room and out into the yard. Amber quickly freshened up in the bathroom and began tidying up the disarray in the living room.
Just as she was about to settle onto the sofa for a moment of respite, a sudden scream echoed from the kitchen, nearly causing her heart to leap out of her chest. Robin and Amber exchanged alarmed glances and turned toward the kitchen.
Through the frosted glass of the kitchen door, they could see Shirley jumping around frantically.
Robin raised an eyebrow, a smirk creeping onto his face. “This cooking chaos is truly something to behold.”
Amber hesitated before saying, “Mr. Ramsey, you relax here for a moment. I’ll check on Ms. Dunn and see if she needs a hand.”
Robin nodded, suspecting that by the end of the night, these two women might have completely wrecked the kitchen.
Amber stepped into the kitchen, where she found Shirley facing off against a fish lying on the floor with her knife at the ready.
A two-foot-long carp lay sprawled across the kitchen floor, its eyes glaring defiantly at Shirley.
Shirley gripped the knife tightly, her hands shaking as she stared at the fish, paralyzed by fear.
“Ms. Dunn, what’s happening?”
Shirley jumped at the sound of Amber’s voice, who stood in the doorway, gesturing for her to approach.
“Ms. Dunn, what are you doing?” Amber asked, surveying the chaos in the kitchen.
Shirley quickly shut the kitchen door and whispered, “Amber, you came just in time. Can you help me out? This fish just bit me!”
“Uh, what?” Amber hesitated, eyeing the large fish on the floor.
“Maybe I should call Mr. Ramsey to handle it instead. I’m not sure I can ”
Shirley grabbed Amber’s arm urgently. “Please don’t tell Robin I can’t deal with this! You have to help me!”
Amber sighed, her resolve wavering. “Ms. Dunn, I’ve never killed a fish before, and this one looks pretty fierce.”
“It’s just a fish; how difficult can it be?” Shirley’s expression shifted from terror to determination. “Amber, hurry! You do great work; I know you can manage this!” After a long moment of indecision, Amber stepped forward hesitantly and reached for the wriggling fish.
However, it was as slippery as an eel.
As soon as she grasped it, the fish wriggled out of her grasp, its mouth wide open and glaring at her defiantly.
Amber yelped, panic surging through her as she fell to the floor, tears nearly spilling from her eyes.
“Ms. Dunn, let’s just forget about the fish! It’s too scary!”
Shirley shook her head firmly. “How can we skip it? We promised to make fish and chicken for dinner!
“It’s fine. Just catch it and kill it. I’ll take care of everything else.”
Determined, Shirley raised her fist in encouragement. “Amber, you can do this! Go for it!”
“Alright!” Amber inhaled deeply, steeling herself.
To succeed, one must embrace the chaos!
“Ah!” she shouted, surprisingly causing the fish to pause, as if she had magically quelled its frantic movements.
With newfound determination, Amber grabbed the fish and hurled it into the sink. “Ha! You think you can escape me? Not a chance!”
With that, she seized the knife from the cutting board and brought it down decisively onto the fish’s head.
“All done, Ms. Dunn! The fish is ready.”
Shirley’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “I knew you could do it! Fantastic! Let’s move on to the next step!
“I saw a tutorial…
She glanced at the fish, now split in two, its head still gasping for breath, then opened her phone to the fish-preparation video. “We need to scoop out the gills from the head.”
Amber stared at the still-breathing fish head. “Ms. Dunn, since it’s still gasping, should we skip that step?”
Shirley frowned at the video. “We can’t skip it; we need to remove the gills, or the fish soup won’t taste fresh.
“You handle the fish, and I’ll pluck the chicken feathers. That way, we can finish faster.”
Amber hesitated but finally shut her eyes and, when Shirley wasn’t looking, pried open the gill cover and poked around. “Ms. Dunn, I did it! I got the gills out!”
Shirley, focused on plucking chicken feathers, didn’t look up. “Great, now clean out the inside of the fish.”
Wiping sweat from her brow with her sleeve, Shirley glanced at the pile of feathers and frowned. “I didn’t expect chicken feathers to be this tough. I’ve been at it forever and barely removed any.” Amber examined the thick layer of feathers and suggested, “Ms. Dunn, can’t we just use scissors to cut them off?”
“Absolutely!” Shirley’s face brightened. “Amber, you’re brilliant! Just like a haircut, snipping the feathers will work perfectly!”
She quickly washed her hands and dashed out of the kitchen.
Robin was lounging on the couch, engrossed in a funny video on his phone.
When he saw Shirley burst out of the kitchen with scissors in hand, he followed her back inside.
“Do you really need scissors to cook?” Robin asked, peering into the kitchen.
Shirley quickly closed the sliding door behind her. “Ms. Dunn, the fish is ready.”
Shirley inspected the fish on the plate, nodding approvingly. “Amber, you did a pretty good job! Sure, it looks a bit rougher than in the video, but it has character.”
Amber laughed. “Thanks for the compliment! Honestly, every time I push myself, it feels so rewarding!”
The two women shared a laugh in the kitchen.
Amber studied the fish she’d prepared and then looked back at the video for reassurance. “It may not look perfect, but as long as it tastes good, that’s what counts.” Shirley nodded confidently. “Don’t worry. I promise it’ll taste amazing!”
Amber paused for a moment. “Ms. Dunn, the last fish I made didn’t have any salt… My mom always says it’s best to add lots of salt when cooking fish to enhance the flavor.” Shirley nodded seriously. “Alright, we’ll add more salt this time.”
“I bought a whole box of salt today. Half a bag should do the trick, right?”
Amber glanced at the fish simmering in the pot.
Recalling the last time Shirley had her taste-test the fish, it was completely bland.
This time, she decided to be generous.
With that thought, she dumped a generous portion of oil and salt into the pot.
“All set, Ms. Dunn! The fish and seasonings are in the pot now.”
Shirley wiped the sweat off her forehead. “Fantastic! Now come help me with the chicken feathers.”
Amber watched enviously as Shirley expertly trimmed the feathers from the whole chicken. “Ms. Dunn, everything you do is so meticulous! The chicken looks really neat after you’ve plucked it.” Shirley studied the now bare chicken and hesitated for a moment. “Amber, I’m not sure this chicken looks right. It doesn’t seem as clean as what they showed in the video.”
Amber thought for a moment. “They probably used an electric razor.”
Shirley frowned. “I don’t have an electric razor. What should we do?”
Amber pondered again, her face lighting up with excitement. “Ms. Dunn, you could use your eyebrow razor! It should work just as well!”
Shirley perked up. “Amber, you’re a genius! Keep cutting while I grab the eyebrow razor!”
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Shirley raced out of the kitchen, her feet barely making contact with the floor as she sprinted through the hallway and bounded up the stairs to her room. She grabbed an eyebrow razor before darting back to the kitchen.
Robin watched her flit past, her figure reminiscent of a wisp of smoke, leaving him momentarily stunned. “This meal is becoming quite the event!”
In the kitchen, Shirley clutched the razor while Amber assisted her in shaving the feathers from a large rooster, transforming it into a spotless bird.
“Amber, don’t forget to remove everything from inside the chicken as well,” Shirley reminded her.
Amber glanced at the featherless bird, her expression turning a bit glum. “Ms. Dunn, I thought you invited me over for dinner.
“It seems you’ve lured me here just to help you butcher fish and chickens! Had I known, I wouldn’t have come!”
Shirley chuckled, a hint of frustration coloring her voice. “Amber, it’s all about efficiency! I promise you’ll have a day off tomorrow.
“Come on, let’s get this over with! It’s not that difficult. Just a simple task!”
She thrust a knife into Amber’s hands. “You can handle the innards. Let’s tackle this together!”
“Ugh, fine.” Amber sighed, reluctantly accepting the knife and getting started.
After some effort, she finally emptied the chicken’s insides, wiping her forehead in relief. “I’ve picked up a lot of skills today! Ms. Dunn, why didn’t you have someone prep this before buying it?” Shirley nodded, a smile breaking through. “Next time I host, I’ll ensure everything is ready beforehand. Now, let’s get that cleaned chicken into the pot to simmer!”
Amber poured a generous amount of oil into the pot, followed by the last remnants of salt from the bag, letting out a long sigh of satisfaction.
As they watched the chicken and fish bubbling on the stove, Shirley and Amber exchanged knowing grins.
“We did it! Amber, why don’t you wash up while I set the table? Dinner will be ready soon!”
Amber surveyed the disheveled kitchen and began tidying up. “Ms. Dunn, let’s clean this place first before we wash ourselves. This cooking has really taken it out of me! Next time, let’s just eat out.” Shirley agreed. “You’re right, but cooking can be enjoyable too. Amber, I genuinely appreciate your help today. Next month, I’ll cook again and invite everyone over. You have to join us!” Amber shook her head fervently. “Ms. Dunn, I’m not coming back.”
Shirley couldn’t help but laugh at Amber’s resolute expression.
Finally, the chicken and fish were ready.
Shirley placed the dishes on the dining table and shot a proud glance at Robin. “Thanks to Amber’s help, we’ve prepared a feast! Let’s raise our glasses and toast to the success of our Southvale project! “Robin, this fish head is all yours.” Shirley placed the large fish head into Robin’s bowl.
“And Amber, this chicken leg is for you. You’ve worked hard today.”
Robin eyed the fish head, his face contorting in distaste.
He took a cautious bite and immediately regretted it, instinctively wanting to spit it out.
But as he caught Shirley’s hopeful expression, he hesitated, swallowed, and forced a smile. “Is this fish fresh from the sea?”
“What, did we capture the true essence of seafood?” Shirley asked eagerly.
Robin nodded. “I can’t say if it tastes like seafood, but the flavor is quite strong.”
Shirley took a bite of fish, only to spit it out right away.
“It’s way too salty! How did it end up like this?” Shirley grimaced, turning to Amber.
At that moment, Amber was taking a bite of her chicken leg.
“Pfft!”
She immediately spat it out. “Ms. Dunn, I think we put too much salt!”
The two exchanged glances, their earlier excitement evaporating in an instant, looking like deflated balloons.
Robin shrugged, tossing the remains of their meal into the trash. “How about we just order takeout?”
“Sorry about this,” Shirley said, her smile apologetic. “The time spent on the chicken really set us back. I … I didn’t practice this part enough…”
Twenty minutes later, three boxes of takeout arrived at the villa.
Shirley and Amber, too embarrassed to feel shy, dug into their food hungrily.
…
After the meal, Amber decided to stay at the villa while Robin drove back to Graceview Apartments.
As he pulled up to the entrance of the complex, it was already past 11:00 PM.
Just before entering, Robin noticed a group of rough-looking men surrounding Rosalie, pulling at her.
He parked the car to the side, observing the scene from a distance.
Rosalie was arguing with the men.
As he watched them laugh and touch her inappropriately, Robin stepped out of the car.
The men pushed Rosalie against a wall, and her loud protests quickly turned to tears.
As Robin approached, he could overhear fragments of a heated discussion among a group of rough-looking men, which seemed to center around unpaid debts.
Sizing them up, he quickly suspected they were involved in loan sharking.
What has recently drawn Rosalie into the orbit of such unsavory characters?
How did a young woman like her get tangled up with these casino thugs?
Rosalie appeared to be in distress, her body trembling and her voice cracking as she pleaded, “Didn’t you say I had ten days to pay back the money? This isn’t fair! This is extortion!”
The men laughed derisively at her words.
The leader, a bald man with a cruel grin, reached out and yanked at her hair. “You’re trying to negotiate with us, darling? Hahaha…
“If you can’t cough up the cash tonight, you’re coming with us. With looks like yours, you could fetch a pretty price overseas. Hahaha … ”
Fear flooded Rosalie’s face as she pressed herself against the wall, begging, “Please, give me a few more days! My mom is in the hospital, and I’m at my wits’ end! That’s why I borrowed from you! Please!
“I can pay you a bit more interest. I work at Eastvale Development Group, and my salary is decent; I can manage to pay you back.
“Just a few more days, and I promise I’ll find a way to settle this.
“Listen up, sweetheart. Everyone who comes to us has the same story. No point in pleading with us! You owe us money, and you need to pay it back. If you can’t, we’ll find another way to settle the score. You’re worth a lot, you know. Hahaha…” The men began dragging Rosalie toward a van parked nearby.
Now closer, Robin called out calmly, “What’s going on here, Rosalie?”
The men froze, startled by his sudden appearance. One of them pointed at Robin and sneered, “Hey, kid, mind your own business! Or you’ll regret it!”
Ignoring the threat, Robin turned to Rosalie, who looked like she was about to collapse. “What happened?”
Rosalie hadn’t wanted him to see her in such a vulnerable state, but there was no way to hide it now.
With her head bowed, she sobbed. “Robin, I… I borrowed money from a loan shark. The due date isn’t even here yet, and they’re already demanding payment!”
“Why would you resort to a loan shark?” Robin asked, his gaze intense as he scrutinized her. “Is it true that your mom is in the hospital?”
“Yes.” At this moment, Rosalie had no choice but to speak the truth. “My mom needs a lot of money for treatment and surgery … I didn’t have any other options, so I turned to them…”
He recalled seeing Rosalie a few days earlier at the complex, handing a card to a boy who looked no older than 16 or 17.
She must have been desperate then.
“How much do you owe?” he inquired, his tone serious.
“I borrowed 100,000 for ten days, and I’m supposed to pay back 200,000. But it’s only been three days…”
Fixing his gaze on the men, Robin declared, “Let her go. I’ll take care of her debt.”
The men released their hold on her, but the bald man flashed a toothy grin. “Oh, you want to pay? You’ll need to transfer 300,000 right now!”
Robin chuckled. “Wait a second. She’s saying she owes you 200,000 after ten days, and now you’re demanding 300,000? How does that make any sense?”
Rosalie looked equally shocked. “Guys, this is wrong! Even if the deadline has passed, the original agreement was for 200,000!”
The bald man let out a mocking laugh. “Now it’s 300,000! If he’s paying for you and you’re hesitating, it’ll be 500,000!”
The men moved closer to Robin. “If you’re playing the hero and want to pay her debt, we need to adjust the interest. It’s now 500,000!”
With a smirk, Robin replied, his confidence unwavering, “No problem. Just tell me how much you want, and I’ll cover it. Bring me the IOU so I can transfer the funds.”
The men exchanged surprised glances at Robin’s boldness.
“Kid, just so you know, we work for Mr. Rygar!
“Don’t mess with us. If you try anything, we’ll make you regret it!
“It’s 500,000, not a dime less!”
They advanced on Robin, their intentions clear.
Rosalie pleaded, “Please, guys, I only borrowed 100,000, and it’s only been three days! How can it suddenly be 500,000? This isn’t right!”
“Shut up! Keep yelling, and it’ll be a million! Since he’s willing to pay for you, it’s 500,000. No less!”
The bald man stepped forward, demanding coldly, “Transfer the money!”
In a flash, Robin slapped the bald man across the face. “Not a chance!
“Is this how Mr. Rygar teaches you to behave? The deal was for 200,000 after ten days. It’s only been three days, and you want 500,000? You won’t get a cent from me!”
The men were taken aback by Robin’s defiance, especially given their ties to the Abyssal Dominion.
In a sudden rush, they darted toward the van to grab knives for an attack on Robin.
Rosalie felt her knees weaken in fear.
She had never witnessed such violence.
All she could think about was Robin possibly getting hurt because of her.
In a moment of desperation, she threw herself in front of him, flailing her arms.
“Robin, just go! I can’t bear the thought of you getting hurt because of me. These guys are dangerous!”
Robin looked at Rosalie’s fragile form standing before him and shook his head. He pulled her behind him just as he prepared to fight back.
The thugs had no idea what hit them before they were all knocked down to the ground.
Dragging Rosalie with him, Robin confronted the bald man, placing his foot firmly on the thug’s face. “Call Rygar and tell him to come here. I want to settle this face to face!” “How dare you! Aren’t you afraid Mr. Rygar will come and tear you apart?” the bald man spat defiantly.
“Enough of your nonsense! Call him! Or I swear I’ll crush your face!”
With that, Robin pressed down harder, eliciting a pained howl from the bald man. “Alright! You’ve got guts. I’ll call him right now!”
Rosalie suddenly snapped her eyes open, taking in the scene around her.
She realized that once again, Robin had come to her rescue.
“Robin! Sob…” She wrapped her arms around him from behind, her tears flowing freely down her cheeks.
The weight of her struggles and the harshness of reality crashed over Rosalie, causing her to break down.
She had thought that this situation would pull her into an endless spiral of despair.
Yet, just when her life felt precarious, Robin appeared like a guardian angel, descending from above. “Thank you, Robin! Sob …”
Taken aback, Robin sensed the violent shivers running through Rosalie.
She must be terrified.
Initially, he hadn’t planned to do much more than give those thugs a warning.
However, hearing Rosalie’s cries ignited a fiery rage within him, fueling his desire to retaliate!
After he finished a phone call, the bald man glared fiercely at Robin. “Mr. Rygar and Mr. Cooper won’t waste their time coming for something this trivial! The guys from the Abyssal Dominion Illegal Fight Arena are on their way! “When they show up, 500 grand won’t do you any good! Just wait to see what happens! That girl is going to be sobbing her heart out tonight, hahahaha…”
“Rygar, get over here immediately! I’m at Graceview Apartments!” Robin called Rygar directly.
The bald man and several of his thugs froze, their gazes locked onto Robin.
After a moment of stunned silence, the bald man erupted into laughter. “Kid, you really think you can just call out Mr. Rygar’s name like that?
“Just wait until Little Overlord from the Abyssal Dominion Illegal Fight Arena gets here; then you’ll understand what it means to invite trouble!”
As he finished speaking, three powerful black SUVS screeched to a halt right in front of Robin.
The bald man and his associates scrambled to their feet, rushing toward the vehicles.
Shaun emerged from one of the SUVs.
The bald man pointed accusingly at Robin and Rosalie, saying, “Mr. Todd, these two are the ones who owe money and had the audacity to say Mr. Rygar should come himself”
With a swift kick, Shaun knocked the bald man to the ground. “You’ve broken Mr. Rygar’s rules, and you dare to say all these nonsense to me? You’re just asking for trouble!”
As he said this, he placed a foot on the bald man’s thigh.
With a loud crack, the bald man screamed in agony as Shaun’s foot crushed his thigh bone.
“Mr. Todd, why are you hitting me?” the bald man whimpered, completely bewildered.
Shaun, accompanied by seven or eight intimidating men, strode over to Robin.
Fearful, Rosalie shut her eyes and clung to Robin tightly.
“Mr. Ramsey, I’m really sorry! My men didn’t know the rules and offended you and Ms. Grant. How should we handle this?” Shaun asked respectfully, bowing. Before he could finish, a convoy of luxury cars came speeding in.
Shaun froze in disbelief, realizing that the incident had caught Rygar’s attention.
The bald man and his thugs were equally stunned.
It was Rygar and Shawn who had arrived.
As the two influential figures from Abyssal Dominion stepped out of their vehicles, they approached Robin with utmost respect.
“Mr. Ramsey, I just learned on my way here that this bald fool broke our rules!
“Everyone in Harmonfield knows that while Abyssal Dominion offers high-interest loans, we never violate the agreements made by both parties. “This bald id*ot pressured Ms. Grant for repayment early and resorted to threats and intimidation. I’ll see to it that he is dealt with right now!” The bald man was in shock, seeing Rygar and Shawn treating Robin with such respect.
He quickly pleaded, “Mr. Rygar, I didn’t know Mr. Ramsey was your friend…”
”
Rygar coldly responded, “Shaun, cut off this sc*undrel’s hands and feet and toss him into the sea!”
Before the bald man could beg for mercy, Shaun’s men swiftly covered their heads with burlap sacks and tossed them into the back of the vehicle. Rygar turned to Rosalie and said, “You must be Ms. Grant. Your borrowing relationship with Abyssal Dominion is now null and void!”
Rosalie trembled, stammering, “M-Mr. Rygar, I’ll find a way to repay you the 200 grand within ten days.”
Rygar shook his head, smiling. “Ms. Grant, you’re too generous. You’re Mr. Ramsey’s friend; I would never dare take your money!
“Moreover, what I owe Mr. Ramsey is far more than just a few hundred grand. This loan is entirely forgiven!”
Rosalie glanced at Robin, who remained stoic. Instinctively, she loosened her grip, a flicker of fear creeping into her eyes.
Rygar continued, “Mr. Ramsey, unless there’s anything else, I won’t keep you and Ms. Grant any longer.”
Robin waved his hand, prompting Rygar and the others to hurry back to their vehicles.
“Let’s go. It’s getting late; we should head home and rest,” Robin said, noticing that Rosalie stood there, still in shock.
At that moment, Rosalie watched Rygar and his entourage drive away, murmuring, “Robin, are you… are you part of the Abyssal Dominion?”
Robin suddenly noticed the expression of fear and disbelief in Rosalie’s eyes as she stared at him.
He chuckled softly. “Rosalie, don’t jump to conclusions. I’m not affiliated with the Abyssal Dominion.”
Instinctively, Rosalie took a step back. “If you’re not with them, then why do Mr. Rygar, the ruthless underground kingpin of Harmonfield, and Mr. Cooper known as the Devil, treat you with such deference?” Robin let out a light laugh. “You really don’t need to worry about that. Your debts to the Abyssal Dominion have been settled. There won’t be any further strings attached.
“Just let it go, as if it never happened.”
“But… “Panic flickered across Rosalie’s face. “But, Robin, Mr. Rygar is only acting this way because of you.”
Robin nodded. “That’s right; Rygar is doing this for me. Let’s move on. Stop overthinking it. Treat this like a bad dream and get back to your life.”
As Rosalie looked at the warm smile on Robin’s face, he seemed completely different from the harsh individuals associated with the Abyssal Dominion. He has saved me twice, asking for nothing in return.
I should trust him and feel grateful; how could I even consider doubting him?
With this realization, guilt flooded Rosalie, and she followed Robin toward the apartment complex.
“Robin, once everything settles down and my mom is discharged from the hospital, I’ll figure out a way to repay you.”
Robin shook his head. “You don’t owe me anything. Why would you need to repay me? Let’s just move on; there’s no point in discussing it any further.”
Rosalie hesitated briefly but eventually nodded, trailing behind him.
Under the soft yellow lights of the complex, the sight of Robin’s tall figure sparked warmth in her heart.
How wonderful it would be to have someone like him watching over me!
“Rosalie, hold it right there!”
As Rosalie lowered her head and followed Robin to the elevator, a figure suddenly appeared, pointing at her and shouting.
Startled, Rosalie jumped.
“Piper, what are you doing? You scared me!”
Piper shot a glance at Robin before turning back to Rosalie. “You’ve got some nerve! Did you know Robin is the CEO of Eastvale Development Group and kept it from me while trying to win him over?” Rosalie blinked in disbelief. “Piper, what are you talking about? Robin is the CEO of Eastvale Development Group? I had no idea…”
“Is that true, Robin?”
Robin nodded. “Yes.”
Piper pointed an accusing finger at Rosalie. “So you’re a gold-digger, huh? I thought you were innocent, but you’re actually quite devious!
“Acting all sweet and innocent in front of me while trying to charm Robin behind my back? I misjudged you!”
Rosalie was at a loss for words. “Piper, since I met Robin, I’ve been grateful to him. You’re the one causing trouble!
“I’ve always seen Robin as an older brother. It’s your wild assumptions that he’s interested in me!
“Didn’t you say how much you disliked Robin? Why are you mad at me for spending time alone with him?”
Piper shot Rosalie a fierce glare, stopping her argument and walking over to Robin.
Rosalie was confused by Piper’s sudden hostility; nothing she said made sense tonight.
Before she could sort out her thoughts, she was taken aback by the scene unfolding before her.
Piper stood in front of Robin, her face lighting up with glee. “Robin, I told you this morning that I’ve already forgiven you. From now on, you can pursue me without hesitation.
“I’ve thought about it all afternoon. Maybe I was too reserved, or maybe there were too many admirers around me. I didn’t realize how much you liked me, which left you feeling a bit down.
“It’s alright. We can start fresh. You can pursue me freely, and I’ll really consider it this time.”
Robin nearly choked on his laughter, shaking his head and ignoring her.
He pulled out his phone and played a funny video at full volume.
Rosalie was left bewildered by the scene before her.
What is going on with Piper today?
It seemed that just being near Robin made her lose her composure, turning her sharp remarks into flirtatious comments.
Now, she was completely changing her tone and inviting Robin to pursue her.
As they stepped into the elevator, Rosalie felt more confused.
Robin donned his headphones, clearly uninterested in Piper’s advances.
She kept her gaze lowered, too hesitant to speak up.
Piper, growing angrier, said, “Rosalie, did you say something negative about me to Robin?
“I’m telling you, I don’t want you living in my house anymore. Transfer the rent to me right away, and you can move out tomorrow. You’re too manipulative!”
Rosalie gasped. “Piper, I’ve never said a single bad word about you in front of Robin!”
At this point, she shook her head, unwilling to explain further. “I’ll transfer the rent to you immediately. I’ll be out by tomorrow morning!”
Piper snorted, disregarding Rosalie and turning her back to get closer to Robin.
She tugged at Robin’s shirt sleeve, speaking sweetly, “Robin, can I come see your room for a bit? I’d love to have a heart-to-heart session with you.”
At that moment, the elevator reached the 20th floor.
Robin walked past Piper and headed straight to his door.
Piper hurried after him.
Without waiting for her to say anything, Robin entered his room and shut the door.
Piper stood outside, fuming. “Robin, how long are you going to keep this up? Just admit you have feelings for me! I told you I’ve forgiven you!”
As Robin entered the room, Piper’s chatter continued outside, her voice filled with agitation.
With no other options, he pulled out his phone and contacted the complex’s security.
It wasn’t until a couple of guards appeared at his door that Piper finally chose to leave.
Once back inside his apartment, he found Piper in a furious state, angrily tossing items around as her frustration boiled over, all directed at Rosalie. “Rosalie, I can’t believe this! After all these years as classmates, you’ve deceived me! I’m so disappointed!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with rage. Rosalie, feeling helpless, began picking up the scattered belongings from the floor.
“Piper, please try to calm down. I had no idea you misunderstood me so badly. Believe me, Robin never intended to get close to you!
“You’re living in a fantasy!”
Piper shouted, “You’re mistaken! Robin is in love with me!
“My intuition tells me he thinks about me all the time!” Piper continued, her confidence growing.
“I’ve known for ages that many guys, like Robin, admire me but are too intimidated to say anything!
“They think I’m too successful, too pretty, and fear that if they confess, I’d just turn them down!
“So they admire me from a distance, trying to impress me, hoping I’ll notice them,” she added with a smirk.
Rosalie shook her head. “Piper, if you genuinely believe that Robin has feelings for you, then why not spend some time with him and express your feelings?” Piper, still fuming, shot back, “Why should I make the first move? He should be the one pursuing me!
“With so many men interested in me, why should I waste my time on him?”
Sighing in frustration, Rosalie replied, “If that’s your mindset, let’s just drop the topic and get some rest!” With that, she turned to head toward her room. But Piper blocked her way, still seething.
“Rosalie, I hate that you’ve been dishonest with me! You’re trying to win Robin over for your own gain, secretly meeting him behind my back!
“Think about it, Rosalie. We share an apartment and are supposed to be friends. How could you betray me like this?
“They say that we have to be careful of those who are close to us. I graciously rented you half of my apartment, and this is how you repay me? You’re inhumane!”
With a bitter smile, Rosalie replied, “Piper, we’ve been classmates for such a long time. I never expected you to view me this way!
“Robin helped me by getting rid of those persistent guys bothering me, yet you keep insisting he’s nice to me because he’s trying to pursue you.
“No matter how often I try to explain, you refuse to listen. You always seem to view Robin as a threat when he’s around, as if he’s out to deceive you. What else can I say?
“Now that you know Robin is the CEO of Eastvale Development Group, you suddenly want him to be your suitor?
“You can call me scheming or say I’m betraying you-it doesn’t bother me! Don’t you think your attitude is a bit absurd?”
Piper shot back angrily, “Do I need your opinion on my actions? Rosalie, leave now!
“Transfer the rent to me right away! I never want to see your face again. You won’t last long at Eastvale Development Group!”
Rosalie looked at Piper, whose anger was almost palpable, and sighed deeply.
“Piper, please calm down. I said I’d be moving out tomorrow. Why do you have to be so aggressive? If you kick me out now, where am I supposed to go at this hour?
“Besides, I’ve already sent you the rent. It’s not even been a month! I’ve paid two-thirds of it, so you can’t just throw me out like this!
“If you truly hate me and want me gone, fine-refund the extra rent!”
Fuming and pointing at Rosalie, Piper struggled to find the words, gritting her teeth. “Just wait! I’ll definitely end up with Robin!
“I can sense how much he likes me!
“His indifference is all your fault!”
With that, she stormed back to her room, muttering, “Robin, no matter what, I’m going to have you! You’re not escaping from me!”
Lost in her thoughts, Piper suddenly burst into laughter.
The following morning, Rosalie packed up her belongings, preparing to leave the apartment.
As she lifted two heavy bags and approached the door, she unexpectedly bumped into Robin.
“Are you moving out already?” he asked, surprised.
Rosalie forced a smile. “Yes. I really shouldn’t have stayed here this long; the rent is too steep for me, and this place belongs to Piper. She doesn’t want me around anymore, and I can’t keep imposing on her.” Robin nodded thoughtfully. “Have you found a new place yet?”
“Um… “Rosalie paused. “Not yet. I thought I’d move my things out first.”
Noticing the heavy bags she struggled with, Robin suggested, “Why don’t you leave your things in my room for now? Once you find a new place, I can help you move them.”
Initially hesitant, Rosalie realized that dragging those cumbersome bags to work and then searching for a new apartment would be challenging.
“Okay, Robin. I really appreciate it.”
Robin didn’t say much more and helped her carry her bags to his room.
As they stepped out, Piper saw them together and froze in shock.
How dare she move her things to Robin’s place! I can’t let this happen!
“Rosalie, how could you possibly put your things in Robin’s room?”
Rosalie sighed. “Piper, I have two heavy bags, and it’s not practical to carry them around. Robin kindly offered me his space temporarily.”
Piper yelled angrily, “Absolutely not! You can’t put your belongings in Robin’s room!”
Robin scoffed, “Who I allow to keep things in my room is none of your business. Come on, Rosalie, I’ll drive you to work.”
“Wait… “Piper nearly exploded with rage. “Robin, she’s just a pick-me girl! You’re being fooled!”
Ignoring her, Robin ushered Rosalie into the elevator.
Piper followed them and burst into the elevator, glaring at Rosalie. “Rosalie, I never realized you were such a shameless person!” Rosalie shook her head, exasperated. “Piper, we’ve been classmates. You can shout all you want, but I won’t stoop to your level!
“I haven’t found a new place yet. I can’t just leave my things outside.
“They won’t stay in Robin’s room for long; I’ll move them out as soon as I find a new place.”
Piper scoffed, “You need to be out by the end of the day! Your things cannot remain in Robin’s house!”
Seeing Piper’s unreasonable attitude, Robin handed Rosalie his room key. “You can stay in this room for now, Rosalie. You don’t need to find another place. Stay as long as you need.” “Wait, what?” Both Rosalie and Piper were taken aback.
“No, no.” Rosalie snapped back to reality and quickly tried to return the key to Robin.
“Robin, I can’t stay in your room. Plus, I can’t afford the high rent right now.”
Robin replied casually, “The place is free. It was a gift from Shirley. You can stay without paying anything.
“Focus on your work; your priority should be earning money for your mother’s treatment. Don’t worry about anything else.
“Once your mother is better, you can pay me rent at the same rate.”
Rosalie looked gratefully at Robin. “But if I’m in your room, where will you go?”
Robin shrugged. “I have somewhere to stay. Don’t stress about that.”
Piper was practically seething with anger.
“Robin, how can you allow her to stay in your room? Someone like her doesn’t deserve to live in such a nice place!
“Besides, that house was given to you by Ms. Dunn; how can you let anyone else live there?”
Piper lunged to snatch the key from Rosalie’s hand.
Robin stepped in front of Rosalie and glared at Piper. “Listen, it’s not your place to bully anyone here. Step back! Who I let stay in my home is none of your business, you id*ot!” “You… Rosalie, you’re so shameless!”
At that moment, Piper’s eyes burned with fury as she glared at Rosalie, thinking, Just wait-I won’t let you stay at Eastvale Development Group!
As they exited the elevator, Robin led Rosalie to his car.
Seeing this, Piper rushed forward and yanked the door open. “Rosalie, get out! What gives you the right to sit in Robin’s car? That seat belongs to me!”
Robin shoved her away. “Get lost! You’ll never ride in my car!”
With that, he drove off.
Piper glared at the speeding car, her teeth clenched. “Robin, just wait! I refuse to believe I can’t have you! No one else will take the CEO’s wife position from me!”
Inside the car, Rosalie let out a long sigh of relief. “Robin, I’m really sorry for all the trouble I’ve caused you. Once I sort everything out at home, I’ll pay you back for the rent. Thank you for helping me out.” Robin nodded. “Just focus on getting your life in order; don’t worry about anything else.”
At that moment, Rosalie’s phone started ringing wildly-her brother, Percy Grant, was calling.
“Rosalie, I messed up big time!” he said, panic evident in his voice.
“What happened? Take your time and explain,” Rosalie replied, sensing her brother’s distress.
Percy’s voice cracked, nearly in tears. “Rosalie, remember the 100,000 you gave me? It got transferred out of my account!”
“What?” Rosalie exclaimed, shocked. “Percy, slow down. How could money in your account just disappear?”
“Well, when Mom was in the hospital and I hadn’t started my job yet, I took out several loans to help with her medical bills. “Now, I have multiple lenders demanding repayment!
“I completely forgot to transfer the money you gave me to my main account.
“I just found out today when I went to pay at the hospital that those funds were all drained by the lenders.
“They’re still pressuring me, and they threatened to come after you.
“Rosalie, Mom’s surgery is coming up soon. What are we going to do without that money?”
Rosalie was stunned when Percy called.
The 100,000 she had sent him was borrowed from Abyssal Dominion, a questionable lending company that charged exorbitant interest rates.
Without Robin’s assistance, she would have faced serious consequences long ago.
Now, however, Percy had lost that money!
What was she supposed to do?
For a brief moment, Rosalie was left speechless, her mind racing in a state of panic.
Losing that money meant her mother’s medical treatment would be interrupted.
Desperately, she began searching for options.
With no alternatives left, she reluctantly decided to contact relatives she hadn’t spoken to in ages.
Since her mother fell ill, they had all seemed to back away, probably frightened of being asked for financial help.
Yet, given the gravity of her situation, she had no choice but to reach out. Regardless of how humiliating it felt, she had to do it for her mother’s sake. Noticing the worried expression on Rosalie’s face, Robin casually inquired, “What’s going on?”
“Um… it’s nothing. Just some arrangements for my mom’s surgery,” Rosalie stuttered, ultimately deciding against sharing the specifics of Percy’s phone call. She couldn’t bear to put any more weight on Robin’s shoulders; he had already done so much for her.
She swore she couldn’t let Robin know about Percy borrowing from the dark web lenders.
“Robin, I need to take a day off from work. I have to go to the hospital today. Is that alright?”
“The hospital? Do you want me to drive you?” Robin asked, glancing at Rosalie, who appeared quite anxious.
“No, really, it’s fine. You have enough to deal with. I can take a cab,” she replied hastily.
“Okay,” Robin said, nodding as he pulled the car over.
Once they stopped, Rosalie quickly hailed a taxi and hurried away.
Robin hadn’t driven very far when a crowd suddenly obstructed the road ahead.
As he contemplated how to navigate around them, he caught sight of a damaged car amid the chaos-it was Vera’s Porsche 918.
At that moment, Vera was surrounded by several individuals, including Harvey, Quincy, and Jamie.
Next to Jamie stood a man in his 50s, accompanied by several intimidating bodyguards.
It was clear that Jamie had come with backup to confront Vera.
What a disgrace harassing a woman! And it was his own cousin!
Robin’s lips curled into a cold smirk as he parked the car, turned off the engine, and stepped out.
The scene before him showed a group of men closing in on Vera, their expressions filled with hostility.
The front of her Porsche was crumpled and hardly recognizable.
Jamie spat, “You little tramp! Hand over those Silvas shares. They’re ours!
“Back when Sharon, that b*tch, fled from the Lynches, she swindled five million from us! Without that money, there would be no Silva Group today!” Furious, Vera shot back, “You’re a disgrace! My mom brought five million to Harmonfield, and she earned it through her hard work on Well Street!
“She invested that money, and when she earned ten million, she gave it all to my grandmother!
“When my mom left the Lynches, she took nothing! It was my grandmother who felt pity for her and sent her five million! Go ask your pathetic grandfather if I’m lying!”
Vera pointed at the man next to Jamie. “You’re the Lynches’ second steward; you know this is true!”
The man, Lewis Lynch, nodded. “That’s correct, Ms. Silva. However, Mr. Jamie insists that five million belongs to the Lynches. To the family, there’s no distinction between right and wrong-only whether they want it or not.” “H-how could you… ” Vera stuttered, utterly flabbergasted.
“I can’t believe it! The Lynches of Brighton-what a bunch of thieves!” Robin pushed through the crowd and stood beside Vera.
Her eyes lit up, and tears of frustration streamed down her face.
At her lowest point, Robin had appeared like a knight in shining armor.
In that moment, her world felt significantly brighter!
Vera threw herself into Robin’s embrace, sobbing uncontrollably.
Robin stood momentarily stunned, grappling with the scene before him.
The confident woman he usually saw had transformed into a vulnerable figure, clutching him tightly as she unleashed her frustrations.
Jamie instinctively hid behind Lewis, her voice quaking with rage. “Lewis, this jerk assaulted me! I want him gone!”
Lewis directed a cold, piercing glare at Robin, his eyes gleaming with a menacing intent that sent shivers through the crowd.
The atmosphere thickened with tension, causing spectators to flinch.
Among them stood a frail-looking middle-aged man with a medium build, dressed in a brown suit.
His thinning hair and deep-set eyes gave him a rat-like appearance, while his pallid, gaunt face suggested someone who was barely hanging on to life.
Yet, an ominous energy radiated from him, hinting at a dangerous nature that belied his frail appearance.
In Brighton, the name Lewis was synonymous with fear.
Having roamed the streets as a 13-year-old, he was taken in by Steven, becoming entrenched in the Lynches for the last 40 years.
Steven had arranged for a martial arts master to train him, and after a decade of intense training, he had gained a reputation by defeating several skilled opponents, securing his place among Brighton’s top martial artists. Over the years, Lewis had handled many of the Lynches’ unsavory tasks. Rumors circulated about him taking down the most notorious pirates from Draconia and outmatching the top military experts.
Gossip about Lewis flowed freely, blending fact with exaggeration. Nobody knew exactly how skilled he was, but one truth stood clear: He was not a man to be trifled with.
With a derisive sneer, he addressed Robin, “Kid, you think you can lay hands on the heir of Brighton’s Lynches?”
Robin replied with a smirk, amusement flickering in his eyes. “Is Brighton’s Lynches really that intimidating? The ones I’ve met seem more like a gang of thugs!”
“How dare you!” Lewis’s fists clenched in anger as he scolded. “I’ve kept a low profile for years, and now you think you can cross the line?
“Do you even realize, boy, that I’ve lived by strict principles for half my life? Anyone who dares touch a member of the Lynches will pay dearly for it!”
With a single step, Lewis struck the ground with tremendous force, producing a deafening crack as the thick asphalt yielded beneath him, creating a deep impression from a man who appeared to be on his last legs. The crowd instinctively recoiled, fear etched on their faces as they regarded Lewis.
Is this… the power of the Lynches’ second steward in Brighton?!
“Robin, aren’t you so full of bravado?”
At that moment, Jamie, bolstered by his previous safety behind Lewis, stepped forward defiantly.
“I dare you to show us what you’re made of in front of Lewis!
“If you don’t bow down to me today, I swear I’ll ruin you!”
Lewis added coldly, “Boy, Mr. Jamie demands you kneel! If not, I’ll ensure the Silvas face the consequences alongside you!” He gestured toward Vera, Harvey, and Quincy.
Quincy promptly crumpled to the ground in terror.
Harvey couldn’t believe that Brighton’s Lynches had come to collect the five-million-dollar debt.
It was worse that Robin had assaulted Jamie in defense of Vera, provoking their wrath.
Jamie had arrived in Harmonfield today with Lewis, clearly intent on retribution!
If Robin continued to defy them, it was likely that Jamie and Lewis would unleash their fury upon the entire Silva family.
The wrath of Brighton’s Lynches was something Harvey couldn’t bear.
If they chose to act against the Silvas, he wouldn’t even have a chance to beg for mercy.
As he looked at Lewis’s feet, which seemed to sink ominously into the asphalt, both Harvey and Quincy felt a profound sense of dread.
Vera, fully aware of Lewis’s ruthless reputation, stepped in front of Robin, determined to shield him from harm. “Jamie, this is between me and the Lynches. It has nothing to do with Robin! Let the blame fall on me!” Jamie’s face twisted into a wicked grin. “No rush! I wanted to collect the Lynches’ money first, but since he’s here, let’s deal with him first! None of you are getting away!”
Robin pulled Vera behind him, disdain apparent on his face. “Are the Lynches all bark and no bite? If you want to fight, just come at me!”
Jamie glared at Robin, his eyes ablaze with anger.
He had never been confronted like this before; he was always the one instilling fear in others.
But that day at the Sapphire Cafe, when Vera had brought Robin, had left him bruised and humiliated.
She had even forced him to bow before her in apology!
Just the thought reignited his fury.
“Kid, are you still refusing to bow?” Lewis roared, his terrifying presence crashing over them like a tidal wave.
Even onlookers over 20 feet away felt the overwhelming weight of his aura. Jamie and the Lynches’ bodyguards trembled involuntarily.
Harvey and Quincy quickly bowed in submission.
Seeing this, Jamie felt a flicker of satisfaction.
The spectators were stunned; the Silvas were a prominent family in Harmonfield, yet here they were, bowing submissively before Jamie and Lewis!
But when Lewis noticed Robin and Vera remaining defiant, the contemptuous expressions on their faces only fueled his fury.
In a desperate shout, Quincy yelled, “Vera, you shameless b*tch! Why don’t you and your boy toy bow? Do you want us all dead?”
Harvey, equally frightened, echoed, “Vera, just make Robin bow down and acknowledge this! Do as Mr. Lynch says-cut off your own hands and grovel! Maybe then we can still keep our lives!”
Jamie erupted into laughter, pointing at Robin and Vera. “Wench, have your man cut off his hands and grovel! If I’m satisfied with his submission, I might just spare him!”
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!”
Vera was initially taken aback when she heard Robin demand a staggering billion from the Lynches.
However, a glimmer of joy soon lit up her eyes.
She wiped away her tears and focused on Robin’s determined face, which was as indifferent as a gentle breeze.
A wave of warmth swelled in her chest, melting away the ice that had settled in her heart.
Sunlight broke through the swaying tree branches, showering the ground in golden sparkles that twinkled like a sky full of stars. Surrounded by the aura of Robin’s tall and confident presence, she felt as if she were lost in a dream.
The radiant light morphed into his magnificent armor.
Vera found herself enchanted!
In a trance, the light seemed to dance around her, and her captivating eyes shone brightly.
A soft breeze swept by, carrying the freshness of a vibrant spring morning.
The man riding the clouds of a rainbow, stepping lightly upon the wind, was the very hero she had envisioned in her dreams!
As a child, her mother had told her that regardless of the trials and tribulations one faces in life, as long as she persevered and maintained faith that true kindness existed in the world, the great hero she awaited would undoubtedly arrive by her side under the watchful gaze of spring.
“Haha… “Vera laughed, wrapping her arm around Robin’s, her voice bubbling with joy. “Robin, are you really my hero coming to whisk me away and marry me on a rainbow cloud?”
Robin paused, looking bewildered. “Huh? A hero coming to marry you?…”
Why is this woman suddenly speaking in such theatrical lines?
”
“Hmph! What nonsense! Are you both out of your minds?” Lewis interjected, his tone icy.
“Kid, do you really think the Lynches would pay you a billion for a broken car? Why not just rob a bank instead?”
Robin gently freed Vera’s arm from his and replied, “Let’s talk about marriage later… I mean, let’s save your lines for another time.”
“Hehe… “Vera giggled at Robin’s flustered response, seemingly unaware of the chaos surrounding them.
Watching Robin and Vera interact ignited a furious blaze in Lewis’s eyes.
Clearly, Robin had no respect for him, the second steward of the Lynches.
If it weren’t for Freya being present, Lewis would have been tempted to strike both Robin and Vera down right then and there.
Robin and Vera exchanged knowing glances before he shot Lewis a cool smile. “I’m robbing you right now! You damaged the gift I gave to Vera; if you can’t cough up a billion, you can’t even think about leaving!”
Lewis shot a glance at the unflappable Freya, pointing at Robin. “Kid, don’t test your luck! If it weren’t for the Wrights’ reputation, I would have dealt with you by now!”
Turning to Freya, he continued, “Ms. Wright, it’s not that I want to leave; it’s just that this guy is making a scene. He’s demanding a billion for a wrecked car-that’s just plain extortion!”
Freya examined the damaged Porsche with an air of indifference. “This is your problem. If you deliberately damage someone else’s property, of course you have to make it right! How you go about it is for you to sort out.” Lewis frowned, clearly irked. Freya was clearly siding with Robin!
He took a step forward. “Kid, just give me your card number. We’ll settle on ten million! Not a cent more! The Lynches will never pay you a billion!”
“What if I don’t agree?” Robin replied coolly.
“Don’t agree?” Lewis looked at the Porsche 918 and scoffed, “If you don’t want the money, why not just crash into me, and we’ll call it even?”
“Is that your proposal? If I crash into your car, we’re square?” Robin glanced at the three modified Mercedes SUVs the Lynches had brought, which were worth at least 50 million.
Lewis smirked coldly, surprised that Robin was even considering settling things with a crash. Ha, this kid must be out of his mind.
He raised his eyes to Robin. “Of course, no matter how you crash, we’ll accept any outcome!”
Robin replied nonchalantly, “Any outcome, huh?”
Lewis waved him off. “Do whatever you want! Hurry up; we’ve got places to go and no time to waste on you!”
“Alright, then!” Robin nodded.
Lewis instructed his team to help Jamie into the back of one of the SUVs.
In his mind, no matter how Robin crashed the Porsche 918, it wouldn’t leave a mark on their heavily modified Mercedes SUVs.
They couldn’t care less about Robin crashing the cars.
The Lynches all piled into their cars, waiting for Robin to finish his crash before they drove away.
Quincy, who had been observing from the sidelines, suddenly burst into laughter. “He’s saying no to ten million and are going to use a Porsche to crash into a Mercedes instead? He must be out of his mind!” Onlookers mocked Robin’s plan, “This guy is a bit slow; he’s completely missing the point!”
“Ugh, he’s so irrational! He’s just venting frustration without any benefit, and he might even get hurt.”
“Who in their right mind would pick such a ridiculous way to resolve a problem?!”
Vera was perplexed by Robin’s choice.
Could it really be that the Porsche 918 was more resistant to impacts than their customized Mercedes SUV? Hadn’t that car already been involved in an accident?
The Mercedes belonging to the Lynches appeared completely intact, while the Porsche was utterly destroyed.
The steel plating they had added was double the thickness of what you’d find in a standard vehicle, and the windows were fortified against bullets.
If another crash occurred, it was highly likely that the people inside would sustain injuries.
Freya also found herself questioning Robin’s logic.
It was clear that solving things in this manner was futile.
Even if the situation didn’t revolve around finances, acting out of anger wouldn’t bring them any true satisfaction.
At that moment, Eric pushed his way through the throng, searching for Robin. “Mr. Ramsey, what’s going on? I was trying to discuss the Silva shares with you-”
Robin cut him off, “You arrived just in time. Let’s set the Silva shares aside for the moment. I need two heavy-duty trucks to be brought here immediately.”
Eric hesitated, clearly bewildered. “Heavy-duty trucks? Absolutely! I’ve got a construction site nearby with a few trucks, all over 30 tons. If you need them, they can be here in 30 seconds.
“Mr. Ramsey, what do you need those trucks for?” Eric inquired, curious.
Robin gestured toward the three Mercedes SUVs ahead. “I want you to run them over!”
Eric glanced at Lewis and Jamie in the vehicles, paused briefly, then grinned. “Alright, consider it done! I’ll bring five trucks; I can guarantee those three cars will be reduced to scrap metal!”
Moments later, five thirty-ton trucks roared toward them, the thunder of their engines reverberating through the ground.
Inside their vehicles, Lewis and the others were beginning to panic. Noticing that Robin had yet to take the Porsche to crash into them, they leaned out and shouted, “Robin, are you going to hit us or what? If not, we’re leaving!” Robin shot back a smirk. “Of course I’m going to hit you. Here it comes!”
With that, Eric directed the five trucks to charge toward the Mercedes SUVs.
Seeing the trucks hurtling toward them, Lewis bolted out of the car, yelling at Eric, “Who do you think you are? You dare to mess with the Lynches of Brighton?”
Eric retorted, “That’s ridiculous! I don’t care about the Lynches or your family. I only answer to Mr. Ramsey!”
He waved his hand toward the approaching trucks and shouted, “Hit them!”
The five trucks lined up and mercilessly collided with the three luxury Mercedes SUVs.
Meanwhile, Jamie remained inside the car.
Observing the chaos unfold, Lewis urged them to pull Jamie out.
They stumbled away, yelling, “Robin! How can you use these trucks to smash our cars?”
The five trucks rolled over the three Mercedes like a line of tanks, crushing them again and again.
Onlookers gasped in horror.
It turned out Robin had no intention of using the Porsche; he was opting for these enormous trucks instead!
The three SUVs, valued at over 50 million, were swiftly reduced to a pile of twisted metal. Everyone stood in shock.
Vera finally snapped back to her senses.
As she watched Lewis and his crew scatter in a panic, she jumped up excitedly, linking arms with Robin. All her previous frustrations seemed to disappear in an instant.
“Feeling a little better now?” Robin asked, pulling out a wet wipe to clean his hands as he looked down at her.
Suddenly, Vera rose onto her tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
Startled, Robin stepped back, exclaiming, “Hey! You can’t just take advantage of me like that!” Vera flushed and shot him a teasing glare, muttering, “Geez, this guy has zero sense of romance!” Freya, witnessing the exchange, quickly averted her gaze, a light blush creeping across her face. Robin examined the wreckage and gave Eric a friendly pat on the shoulder. “You did great with this.”
Eric beamed as though he had just received a huge reward and jumped onto one of the trucks, riding off with a big smile.
Lewis stormed up to Robin. “Are you trying to provoke the Lynches?”
Robin shrugged. “What’s it to you? So what if I am?”
“Look at the destruction you caused to our cars!” Lewis yelled, angrily gesturing toward the mangled remains.
Robin shrugged again. “Weren’t you the one who said you wouldn’t pay a billion for the damage? You told me to just crash into your cars and promised you’d accept any consequences! Are you backing down now?” “You’re completely unreasonable!” Lewis fumed. “You used five trucks to smash my car…
Robin chuckled lightly. “Old man, didn’t you say the Lynches don’t care about right or wrong, just what they need?
“I did according to your logic!
“I needed those heavy-duty trucks to demolish your cars, so that’s what I did.”
Lewis, infuriated, pointed at Robin, momentarily at a loss for words.
Jamie wiped blood from his mouth, gritting his teeth. “Freya, you saw how that jerk treated me. Are you really defending him?”
Freya ignored Jamie’s outburst as two armed security guards swiftly moved in front of her.
Recognizing that the situation was escalating, Lewis realized that if he pressed on, Freya would undoubtedly step in.
He shot Robin a fierce glare. “Just wait! I won’t forget this!”
Robin smiled coldly. “I’ll be here waiting. I hope you have the guts to confront me when we meet again.”
Lewis swallowed his anger and, along with his four bodyguards supporting Jamie, quickly exited the area.
Once away from the crowd, Jamie fumed, “Lewis, we can’t let this go! We need to deal with Robin tonight!” Lewis nodded firmly. “Don’t worry, Mr. Jamie. Robin won’t make it through the night!”
Freya and the others drove off.
Quincy, who had just gotten back on her feet, pointed at Vera. “You witch! You and Robin have crossed the Lynches! You’ve endangered us all! Lewis won’t let this slide!”
Vera ignored her tirade and turned coldly to Harvey. “This afternoon, we’re having a shareholders meeting for the Silva Group. I have something significant to announce!”
Harvey’s heart dropped at the news of Vera calling a shareholders’ meeting for the Silva Group.
He understood her intentions all too well.
Years prior, when Sharon was alive, she had allocated 60 percent of Silva Group’s shares to Vera and her brother, Nolan Silva, while both she and Harvey each retained five percent. The remaining 30 percent was divided among other shareholders.
With Nolan and his wife’s tragic car accident last year, Vera was now entitled to his shares per Sharon’s will, meaning she held nearly 30 percent of the company’s total shares.
In the aftermath of Nolan’s death, Harvey and Quincy had cleverly turned the situation to their advantage.
While Vera was still mourning, they manipulated her into signing documents that transferred Nolan’s shares to Quincy’s son, Franklin.
Vera, having never been involved in the group’s activities, remained blissfully unaware of their deception.
But Vera’s sudden decision to hold a meeting was making it increasingly challenging for them to keep their actions hidden.
Quincy erupted into laughter, fluffing her messy hair.
“You? Who do you think you are to call a shareholders’ meeting for the Silva Group? Hahaha…”
Vera let out a sharp breath. “My brother is gone, and I now hold almost 60 percent of the shares. As the largest shareholder, I absolutely have the right to convene a meeting!
“With the 30 percent Nolan left, I wield complete control over Silva Group. Do you really believe I’m unqualified?”
Quincy hesitated for a moment before snapping back, “Your brother and sister-in-law gave their shares to Franklin before the accident! What do you think you can do with your small stake?” Vera scoffed. “I’ve known for a long time that you swindled Nolan out of his shares. Even if that’s true, I’m still a major shareholder and can call an emergency meeting!
“You don’t need to show up; if you’re not here, you’ll have no say in any decisions made regarding Silva Group.
“The meeting will commence at 2:00 PM sharp. It’s your choice whether to attend or not!”
As Vera opened her Porsche door, pieces of the car fell to the ground.
“Oh, no. This car is wrecked!” she exclaimed, pulling Robin away from the crowd.
Quincy sneered, “Haha, you think a Silva Group shareholders’ meeting will let you take over the Silva Group? Dream on!”
Harvey watched Vera and Robin walk away, unease settling in.
At 2:00 PM, in the conference hall on the 28th floor of the Silva Group building, Quincy, Harvey, and several shareholders were already present.
“Where’s Franklin? Why hasn’t he arrived yet?” Quincy asked Emily, glancing at the clock.
Emily called Franklin and his bodyguard once more, but still got no response.
“Ms. Lowe, Mr. Franklin and his group aren’t answering their phones. We haven’t reached them.”
Quincy frowned. “What’s going on with that kid? I spoke to him this morning, reminding him he needed to be here for the meeting.
“Emily, keep trying to contact Franklin. Also, send someone to check his usual spots. Maybe he’s out having fun and just didn’t hear his phone.”
“Understood, Ms. Lowe.” Emily hurried out of the conference room.
Harvey sighed. “That kid is so irresponsible! He’s off wasting time when he should be getting ready to lead the Silva Group!”
Quincy poked him playfully. “What are you talking about? Franklin is young; he just likes to enjoy life.
“Once he matures, he’ll be fine.
“You shouldn’t criticize him; you were much worse at his age.”
Harvey glanced toward the entrance and whispered, “That’s not the point. If Franklin doesn’t show up, we’ll be at a disadvantage in the meeting. He holds 30 percent of the shares.” Quincy scanned the room, confident as she spoke, “Harvey, get a grip! The shares we both hold, along with those of these minor shareholders, exceed what that b*tch possesses. “It doesn’t matter if Franklin comes or not! Half of these shareholders are my relatives, and a few are close to you. They were all founding members of the company.
“That b*tch, Vera, has never attended a shareholders’ or board meeting. Even with her 28 percent, so what? The veteran shareholders won’t back her!”
Harvey sighed. “Can you stop calling her a b*tch? Vera is still my daughter.”
Quincy frowned. “Harvey, are you thinking about Sharon again? Don’t forget, you’re the one who”
Harvey quickly pulled Quincy back, whispering fiercely, “Do you want to get us both in trouble? What are you saying?”
Quincy immediately fell silent, realizing she had overstepped.
Vera entered the conference room with determination, her gaze sweeping across the space before she strode directly to the seat designated for the major shareholder. Her voice sliced through the silence like a knife. “You two, get out of that chair! It rightfully belongs to the major shareholder, and you don’t have the authority to sit here!” The atmosphere in the room shifted abruptly, falling silent.
All the shareholders of the Silva Group turned their attention to Vera, Harvey, and Quincy.
Among them were several long-time investors who had supported the Silva Group since its inception with Sharon.
Ever since Sharon’s passing, they had looked down upon the actions of Harvey and Quincy within the company.
However, they chose to remain silent about these private matters.
Previously, they had hoped that Vera’s brother, Nolan, would carry on the Silva legacy.
Yet, following his untimely death, Quincy and her relatives had monopolized the voice of the shareholders.
Harvey felt sidelined, while Vera had never involved herself in the operations of the Silva Group, leading many to forget she was even a shareholder.
Now, Vera’s sudden presence at the shareholders’ meeting was invigorating.
She brought a sense of authority that reminded the older investors of Sharon’s commanding presence in her earlier years.
Vera was asserting herself as a major shareholder, and her arrival ignited curiosity about whether significant changes were on the horizon for the Silva family.
Vera’s unexpected appearance clearly signified her desire to reclaim the management rights that belonged to her.
After a brief moment of uncertainty, Quincy let out a derisive laugh. “You’ve never attended a shareholders’ meeting before. Now you think you can just waltz in and take this seat? You’re not qualified!” Vera smirked confidently. “Your meager shares don’t give you the right to talk to me. Stand aside!”
Quincy burst into laughter. “And what if I refuse to budge?”
“If you don’t get up, I’ll have you thrown out!” Just then, Robin walked into the conference room.
The shareholders turned to Robin, their faces a mixture of confusion and surprise.
Quincy was stunned. “Why are you here? This is the Silva shareholders’ meeting. Who do you think you are to give me orders? Security, get him out of here!”
Robin merely shrugged, a dismissive smile playing on his lips. “Whether I have the right or not is not for you to decide.”
Eric followed closely behind Robin.
Harvey and Quincy exchanged bewildered looks, trying to make sense of Robin’s actions.
Eric gestured toward a few shareholders seated across from Quincy. “Have you all signed the share transfer agreements?”
The shareholders responded eagerly, “Mr. Eric, everything is in order. All our Silva shares have been transferred to Mr. Ramsey.”
Quincy was rendered speechless.
These shareholders were her own relatives, the very ones she had helped secure shares for in the first place.
Now, those shares were in Robin’s name what did that imply?
“What have you done?” Quincy asked, her voice filled with rising fury.
Her relatives shrugged, appearing helpless. “Mr. Eric offered us a much higher price, so we decided to transfer our shares to Mr. Ramsey.”
“What?! How could you betray me like this?” Quincy could hardly process what she was hearing.
She slammed her hand on the table, glaring at the shareholders as she shouted, “If it weren’t for me, you’d still be struggling for scraps!
“How could you sell your shares to Robin without my permission?!”
“They offered us a better deal. Of course, we sold,” the shareholders replied. “Do you really think we’re oblivious to the Silva Group’s situation in recent years? “We haven’t seen a penny in dividends! Do you expect us to wait until the Silva Group goes under? We’re not that naive!”
“You ungrateful fools!” Quincy felt her anger boiling over.
The shares owned by these relatives accounted for a significant seven percent of the total Silva Group shares.
She had never anticipated they would sell to Robin at such a crucial moment.
Robin handed the seven percent share certificates to Vera. “As you can see, with Vera now holding 35 percent, she certainly qualifies to occupy this seat!”
The conference room fell into another heavy silence.
If this was indeed the case, Vera would undoubtedly be the largest shareholder in the Silva family.
Even if Franklin arrived with his 30 percent stake, he would only come in second.
“Ha! You think you can wield power in the Silva Group with just that?” Quincy sneered. “Harvey and I have ten percent in total, all of which we’ll be giving to Franklin! “Vera, you delusional b*tch, you still can’t claim to be the largest shareholder in the Silva Group!”
Harvey’s lips twitched as he almost protested against transferring his shares to Franklin.
But witnessing the unfolding scene, he decided against speaking up.
Just then, Emily rushed into the room. “Ms. Lowe, Mr. Franklin has arrived.”
Quincy erupted into laughter, pointing at Vera. “You all can leave! This seat is reserved for my son, Franklin!”
