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📚The Deadly Assassin Robin 👊💴

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The worthless son-in-law, who was humiliated by everyone, became the world's richest man and the military king of the world overnight! Everyone was stunned !👊😡
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Chapter 1 Dragon Dagger

"Old Fred, if you keep this up, you're going to end up dead in some woman's arms!"

Robin Ramsey remarked, eyeing the aging man in front of him.

Old Fred brushed off the lipstick smudges on his face, looking bewildered. He fished out a credit card and handed it over to Robin.

"Robin, this leopard-print card is packed with cash—there's a few trillion dollars on it!

"Plus, I own high-end properties in major cities worldwide. You can stay at any of them whenever you like.

"And lastly, here's a gift from me ... " Old Fred began to say, but then he exclaimed, "Oops! Not that!"

He pulled out a piece of black lace lingerie from his belt, realizing it was the wrong item.

After a moment of fumbling, he finally produced a curious short dagger.

"This dragon dagger has been lost for fifty years. I'm giving it to you now. It's not just any dagger—it has the power to ...

"Uh, never mind. Someone will reach out to you at the right time. Just wait for them in Draconia.

"Robin, once you wrap up your engagement back home, just ... "

Old Fred tried to continue, but four exceptionally attractive women with striking figures came down the stairs, ready to usher him away.

"Old Fred, stop stalling! We're all dying to get going!"

"Don't worry. Your dedicated disciple is so skilled that even demons fear him. He'll be fine!"

"Ah!" Moments later, Old Fred's distressed cries echoed from the upstairs bedroom.

Robin glanced towards the second floor, shrugged, and slipped the leopard-print card into his wallet.

Leaving Old Fred's house, he hopped into a cab for the airport, examining the dragon dagger.

The dagger's intricate designs shimmered like a dragon exhaling mist and clouds, radiating a powerful aura.

The golden scales glistened in the car's dim light.

After over twenty hours of flight, he landed in Harmonfield, Draconia.

The bustling economic hub on the eastern coast was gently blanketed in the soft snowfall of the setting sun.

Robin reviewed the engagement contract details. After a quick check, he took a cab to the Miller Group Building in the heart of the city.

Old Fred had mentioned that Robin's fiancée, Alice Miller, was part of a match arranged by their grandfathers long ago, before either Robin or Alice were born.

Robin had spent many years with Old Fred, who had never spoken much about his own family despite him asking many times.

Robin had learned medicine, developed his skills, and mastered the art of combat under Old Fred's guidance.

Recently, Old Fred had taken him to Fricana.

From that point forward, the blood-soaked and chaotic mercenary battlefield welcomed a new force, one whose very presence sent shivers down the spines of all who heard their name—a figure feared across the globe, a true bringer of death.

Moving like a shadow, this individual remained elusive, earning the codename "Dragon Dagger."

......

Robin gazed at the now-yellow engagement contract, lost in thought.

"I wonder what my future wife will be like. Is she beautiful? Kind?"

He spent the ride imagining what Alice might look like.

After thirty minutes, the cab arrived in Harmonfield's city district.

Robin rolled down the window and took in the city lights, feeling an odd sense of familiarity.

But then he sensed an imminent danger approaching.

Robin was focused forward, alert, and ready.

Crash!

A screeching of brakes and a jarring metallic crash suddenly pierced the quiet night.

A battered Porsche, wrecked in a collision, hurtled directly towards Robin's taxi with alarming speed.

The taxi driver, frozen in terror, was unable to move.

Robin quickly seized the steering wheel with one hand and yanked the handbrake with the other, executing a sharp, skidding maneuver.

The taxi narrowly missed a direct collision with the two out-of-control vehicles, with a gap of less than a millimeter.

Bang!

After a brief pause, the stillness was shattered by a gunshot.

From behind the barricades, four armed men emerged from a BMW SUV.

Two of them brandished their weapons at the onlookers, while another dragged a wounded woman from the Porsche, pressing his gun to her head.

The leader, a bald man, shouted to the bystanders, "Get down!"

Bang!

A shot rang out, striking the forehead of the bravest soul who tried to intervene.

The crowd erupted into screams of panic.

Everyone hit the ground, too terrified to raise their heads.

Robin, seated in the taxi, observed the scene through the window.

Under the cold glow of streetlights, snowflakes whirled violently.

The blood staining the snow from the wreckage cast a sinister shadow over the city night.

In the dim light, the woman's tall, striking figure was unmistakable, even though blood marred her elegant features.

Her exceptional beauty was evident, even in such a state.

At that moment, the robbers noticed Robin still sitting in the car.

"Get out of the car now! Hands on your head and get down!" one of the robbers shouted, aiming his gun at Robin.

Robin offered a detached smile, ignoring the armed men, and slowly rolled down the window.

He fixed his gaze on the hostage woman.

"Let her go!"

His voice was calm and firm, cutting through the icy, desolate atmosphere with a piercing intensity.

The robbers' hands holding their guns trembled.

The terrified woman, Shirley Dunn, turned her head and caught a glimpse of Robin's calm, enigmatic face, her heart racing with confusion.

Shirley, the heiress of Harmonfield's leading family, the Dunns, and the current CEO of Dunns Group, had never encountered someone so composed and strikingly handsome.

This man confronted a gang of ruthless criminals with such unwavering calm.

"You're gonna die today!" The robber, momentarily shocked, growled and pulled the trigger.

"No!" Shirley screamed in terror, closing her eyes and crying out in desperation.

A frigid wind swept through, causing trees to sway and branches to quiver.

In an instant, the scene erupted into a frenzy of chaotic light and swirling dust.

The snowstorm intensified, turning into a blizzard-like whirlwind!

After the gunshot, the world plunged into total silence.

On the disordered street, only Shirley's solitary, disheveled figure remained.

People's eyes scanning the area soon noticed the four robbers lying lifelessly in the pristine snow.

The rapid events felt almost surreal.

If not for the sight of the robbers' bodies on the ground, it would be hard to believe it had really happened.

The four robbers had been killed with a single strike to the throat.

Their blood trickled down their necks, steaming faintly in the cold snow!

"Shirley, are you ... are you alright?"

A white-haired elder from a speeding Mercedes rushed to Shirley, worry etched on his face.

"Grandpa, I ... I'm ... fine!" Shirley finally regained her composure.

She clung tightly to her grandfather, Drake Dunn's, arm, her body still trembling uncontrollably.

Her anxious gaze followed the taxi as it vanished into the snowstorm.

Although she couldn't see the face of the person in the car, the chilling sense of death lingered, filling her with overwhelming fear.

Drake surveyed the robbers' bodies, wiped sweat from his brow, and instructed, "Quickly, alert everyone in the Dunns to find the young man from that taxi immediately!

"Even if we have to search the entire Harmonfield, we must locate him!"

Chapter 2 A Heavy Blow

Robin left the chaotic scene in a taxi and made his way to the Miller Group's headquarters.

The Miller Group was in the midst of their annual New Year's celebration.

The front of the building was lined with an array of luxurious cars, and festive decorations brightened the place, creating a jubilant atmosphere.

Inside the lobby, a crowd of prominent figures from Harmonfield mingled.

Robin, dressed in casual clothing, looked out of place among the elegantly attired guests.

Despite his unassuming appearance, the doorman allowed him entry.

In today's world, many wealthy young people like to dress down and blend in, making it difficult to distinguish between the wealthy and those less fortunate based on appearance alone.

Robin made a beeline for the buffet table in the grand hall.

After enduring a lengthy flight, he was famished.

Ignoring the curious stares of other guests, he loaded his plate with a generous amount of food, grabbed two glasses of red wine, and began to eat with great enthusiasm.

"Is this guy here just to eat and drink?"

"I thought he was some young man from a prominent family, pretending to be humble at the Millers' party."

"Look at him—he's eating like he's never had a meal before."

"Probably some low-level freeloader trying to crash high-society events for a bit of luck."

"Why is this imposter even here? Someone needs to tell the staff to inform the Millers' manager and get him out!"

......

It wasn't long before Robin attracted the attention of the partygoers.

Chris Miller, the Millers' head butler, approached Robin amid whispers of disapproval.

Seeing Robin devouring his food, Chris's face showed irritation.

"Sir, could you please inform me if you were invited by the Miller Group to this New Year's event?"

Robin continued eating a large steak, looking up briefly as he said, "I wasn't invited by the Millers. I'm Alice's fiancé, here to honor our engagement."

His announcement caused an immediate stir of disbelief!

So, he's just a freeloader after all!

How dare he claim to be Alice's fiancé!

It's utterly absurd!

Alice, the striking CEO of the Miller Group, was a major figure in Harmonfield's business world.

The wealthy suitors, influential officials, and eligible bachelors vying for her attention could fill half of Harmonfield.

And here was this man, in shabby casual clothes and eating like a street beggar, making such claims at the Millers' prestigious New Year's party!

"How dare you!" Chris's voice was icy.

"You insolent fool, I'll overlook your ignorance this time. Leave now, or I'll make sure you regret it!"

The guests in the hall looked at Robin with mockery, laughing heartily.

"Is this guy out of his mind? Spouting such nonsense at the Millers' New Year's party?"

"How could Ms. Miller have such an unworthy fiancé?"

"He should take a good look at himself! How pathetic, haha ... "

Robin, still chewing his steak, looked up at the mocking faces around him.

He shot Chris an irritated glance and said, "Who are you to tell me to leave? I'm Alice's fiancé. Let her come out so I can speak with her."

Chris, momentarily stunned, responded with anger, "Kid, if you want to know who I am, I'll tell you! I'm Chris Miller, the head butler of the Millers!"

Robin paused, a small smirk forming on his lips as he replied, "Oh? Chris? So you're one of us. Perfect. Now, take me to my fiancée."

"Damn! This guy is not only poor but also completely out of his mind!" The guests in the hall suddenly became more animated.

"How dare he call Mr. Chris, the head butler of the Millers, by his first name! This guy's got some nerve!"

"Everyone knows Mr. Chris is a martial arts expert. Very few people in Harmonfield would dare challenge him."

"It seems like this kid is about to get thrown out!"

Chris sneered, "Kid, do you have the courage to repeat what you just said?"

Robin looked at Chris with a puzzled expression. "What? It seems like you're having trouble hearing. I'm your future employer. Do you not understand what I'm saying?"

Robin's remark sparked another round of laughter from the guests.

"This guy is something else."

"He actually sees himself as part of the Millers? That's hilarious ... "

At that moment, Chris's face turned a deep shade of red with anger. He roared, "You've got guts, kid!"

In front of so many important figures in Harmonfield, being publicly insulted by someone like this was unacceptable.

Chris swung a powerful punch at Robin.

He put all of his strength into the strike!

Robin momentarily paused, looking at Chris with bewilderment.

Seriously? A butler daring to strike his future employer? Is he trying to get himself fired?

As Chris's punch came crashing towards him, Robin casually deflected it.

Chris immediately felt as though his fist had hit a solid steel wall.

He stumbled backward several feet.

Robin looked at Chris with contempt and shook his head.

The laughter in the hall turned into shocked gasps.

The head butler of the Millers, Chris, had been effortlessly knocked down by this seemingly insignificant young man!

No one had expected this apparently clueless youth to have such skill.

Chris was also deeply astonished.

He had put all his strength into that punch!

He was sure that very few in Harmonfield could withstand it.

Yet this kid had effortlessly countered it!

Was it just luck, or was I too careless?

At that moment, a dozen security guards from the Miller Group stormed in with stun sticks.

"What's happening, Chris?"

Chris, still furious, pointed at Robin and ordered, "This scoundrel dared to create a scene at our New Year's party. Tie him up and break his legs!"

The security guards immediately surrounded Robin.

Robin sighed, understanding the Miller Group's intentions.

"I've already claimed to be their future employer, and yet they're sending so many low-level goons to hassle me."

Want to test my abilities?

Fine, let's see what you've got!

As the security guards raised their stun sticks to confront Robin, a figure suddenly dashed past them.

In an instant, they felt a heavy blow to their necks.

Within seconds, the guards were unconscious on the floor.

Robin glanced at the pile of guards and said, "You guys are too weak!"

The scene left everyone in the hall screaming in shock.

What just happened?

No one had seen it clearly.

Chris, observing from the sidelines, furrowed his brow.

This kid is no ordinary person!

At that moment, another group of security guards rushed in from outside, ready to join the fray.

A commanding voice cut through the chaos. "Enough! What are you all doing?"

The hall fell silent as everyone turned to see a stunning young woman descending the stairs from the second floor.

The woman was slender and graceful, with a face of remarkable beauty.

Her bright eyes shone with a cool, regal presence.

This was Alice, the CEO of the Miller Group!

Chapter 3 I'm Your Fiancé

"You're Alice?" Robin pushed through the gathering crowd and took a good look at Alice.

Alice frowned, struggling to understand the intentions of this unfamiliar person, and responded coolly, "Who are you?

"This is the Miller Group's New Year's party. How dare you make a scene here!

"I suggest you leave now before you really upset the Millers!"

Robin was momentarily surprised. She seems quite assertive, but there's something compelling about her icy attitude.

"Alice, I'm your fiancé. I've come to honor our engagement today. So, when can we go to City Hall to finalize the marriage?"

Laughter erupted throughout the previously silent hall.

This guy is seriously amusing.

"What are you talking about? If you keep making absurd claims here, I'll kick you out!" Alice retorted sharply.

A man standing next to her stepped forward and declared sternly, "Who is this fool? How dare he sully Alice's reputation!"

"Step aside!" Robin pushed past the man and moved closer to Alice.

"Alice, I really am your fiancé. Here's the marriage contract that my grandfather and your grandfather signed."

Robin presented a yellowed parchment to Alice.

The guests at the party gasped in astonishment.

"Wow! A marriage contract?"

"This guy has some nerve. He must be desperate!"

"Trying to attach himself to a powerful family with such an outdated approach?"

Alice's eyes narrowed as she examined the contract in Robin's hand.

She could feel her hands trembling slightly.

The handwriting and signature were unmistakably her grandfather's!

Zachary Gill, the man beside Alice, scrutinized the old paper with a shift in his expression.

A scruffy kid daring to compete for a woman with me?

He must be out of his mind!

"A marriage contract? Do you really think such an antiquated document has any relevance in today's world?"

"Haha, kid, do you think you can deceive Alice with a fake marriage contract?"

Zachary gestured to a few of the Gills' bodyguards. "Throw him out!"

"Wait, Mr. Gill!" Alice interjected, taking the contract from Robin.

She examined it carefully, her brow furrowing in concentration.

She had indeed heard from her grandfather about an engagement.

She hadn't believed it was real!

Looking at Robin, he didn't appear wealthy or influential at all.

"What do you do for a living? Where's your family?" Alice inquired and probed.

Robin shrugged. "I'm currently unemployed. My family is probably no longer around."

Laughter and derisive comments filled the hall. "A jobless drifter, huh? Haha ... "

Alice's eyes flashed with disdain.

How could a man like this, from the lower echelons of society, ever be worthy of me, Alice!

I'm destined to be a queen-like figure, akin to Daphne West from Alphacrest Group!

"This talk of marriage contracts is pure nonsense!"

A middle-aged man stepped forward to stand in front of Alice. He spoke harshly.

"Kid, get out of here immediately. We don't welcome you!"

This man was Alice's father, Jeffrey Miller.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Miller!" Zachary greeted them with a friendly smile.

Jeffrey's wife, Juliet Miller, returned the smile with genuine warmth. "Oh, Mr. Gill, I'm so sorry you had to see this."

Her pleasant expression quickly faded as she shifted her gaze sharply toward Robin. "A marriage contract? How dare you try to fool us!"

"Do you even know your position? Do you think you're good enough for my daughter?"

Chapter 4 Do You Think You're Good Enough?

Robin, noticing the disdainful expressions on Alice's family members, felt a surge of frustration.

He had come to honor a promise made by his grandfather not to endure condescension based on wealth and status.

With Old Fred's card holding at least two trillion dollars, he believed he didn't deserve to be demeaned by the Millers!

"Enough of this!" Alice interrupted, her face etched with frustration as she cut off her family's barrage.

Turning to Robin, she continued, "Today is the Miller Group's New Year's party, and my grandfather is overseas receiving medical treatment.

"We'll discuss the marriage contract after the party, once we've had a chance to reach my grandfather.

"We honor our promises!

"Since you have the marriage contract, I won't ask you to leave immediately. You can stay and eat to your heart's desire.

"But keep this in mind!

"All the attendees here are prominent figures in Harmonfield, and they are our honored guests. You are not on their level and should not interrupt them, understood?"

With a cold glance, Alice tossed the marriage contract back at Robin and walked toward the stage.

Zachary sneered at Robin, saying, "Kid, know your place. Eat what you want, and leave afterwards. This isn't where you belong!"

The crowd's laughter and derision were palpable, and their gazes towards Robin were filled with condescension.

Robin felt a wave of revulsion.

Alice's sophisticated face now seemed repellent to him.

Eat to my heart's desire?

Do they take me for a beggar?

"I have no interest in your mediocre party. Please have your grandfather give me an answer immediately," Robin said, remaining unmoved with a shrug.

Alice stopped and turned to face him, her expression one of exasperation.

"Are you trying to force my hand?"

Robin's smile remained indifferent. "You're mistaken. With your appearance and attitude, you're not worth me forcing your hand."

Alice's anger flared.

No one had ever dared to insult her so openly.

She glared at Robin and quickly dialed Hank Miller's number before putting the call on speakerphone deliberately.

"Grandpa, today at our New Year's party, a man named Robin showed up.

"He has a marriage contract based on an agreement you made with his grandfather. What's that about?"

On the other end of the line, Hank hesitated. "Alice, it's a long story.

"Shortly after I began my business, I suffered an investment failure that nearly ruined the Millers.

"I sought help from everyone I knew, but no one came through.

"As the Millers faced collapse, Robin's grandfather offered a lifeline, lending me a million dollars to save the business.

"At that time, you and Robin were not yet born.

"To express our gratitude for saving the Millers, I arranged this engagement for both of you."

Alice's frustration was clear. "Grandpa, I don't want this!"

Hank was silent for a moment.

"Looking back, I realize I acted hastily and made a poor choice.

"The Ramseys have been out of the limelight for years; their current status must be less impressive.

"Now, the Millers have risen significantly and hold a prominent position in Harmonfield.

"Since you refuse to accept this engagement, I can't force you to do something that would upset you."

Alice hesitated. "Grandpa, are you saying ... that we can annul the engagement?"

Hank sighed heavily on the other end of the phone.

"I acted too quickly back then. If you're unhappy with it, then annul the engagement.

"But the Millers must uphold some degree of courtesy.

"The Ramseys are no longer in a strong position. We'll return the one million dollars Robin's grandfather lent us to properly close the matter."

Alice's frown immediately faded. She shot a cold look at Robin and handed him a check.

"Did you hear that? This is Grandpa's response!

"We're not on the same level, so let's dissolve the engagement.

"This check for one million dollars is your compensation!

"Remember this! From now on, there will be no further connections between the Millers and the Ramseys!"

Robin glanced at the engagement contract and then at the arrogant Alice. He smiled. "Fine! I hope you Millers won't come to regret this!"

Zachary sneered, "Regret? Haha ... You're just a minor player. The Millers will never regret anything because of you! You must be dreaming!

"Get out! Leave right now!"

A cold light flickered in Robin's eyes.

Alice sniffed dismissively. "Go on! I don't want you to make things more uncomfortable here.

"I suggest you don't try to get back at Mr. Gill. You'll never measure up to him!

"This one million dollars should be enough for you to live comfortably.

"With your background, don't aim for anything beyond your reach. Find a modest woman and settle down.

"And remember—I will never regret ending this engagement!"

Robin looked at Alice's contemptuous face and tore the engagement contract and check into pieces, tossing them into the air.

Chapter 5 Apologize to Mr Gill Right Now!

Alice scoffed quietly to herself, thinking, "Some people just can't let go of their pride and end up paying the price. He'll regret this decision when he gets home!"

At that moment, a commotion stirred at the entrance to the hall.

The crowd parted to make way.

Drake Dunn and Shirley Dunn, accompanied by Andrew Dunn, made their entrance.

Andrew discreetly pointed out Robin to Drake, saying, "Mr. Dunn Sr., Mr. Ramsey is over there."

Drake's eyes brightened as he quickly moved toward Robin.

The guests, who had been mocking Robin, fell silent in astonishment upon seeing Drake and Shirley arrive.

"Mr. Dunn Sr. and Ms. Dunn are actually here at the Millers' New Year's party!"

The Millers' expressions changed to delight as they rushed forward to greet their distinguished guests.

Jeffrey approached Drake with evident excitement. "Mr. Dunn Sr., Ms. Dunn, it's a tremendous honor to have you at our New Year's celebration!"

Alice also smiled, giving a slight bow. "Mr. Dunn Sr., Ms. Dunn, welcome! Please make yourselves comfortable!"

Drake's face remained stern as he ignored Jeffrey and Alice's flattery, making a beeline for Robin.

Earlier, Andrew had confirmed Robin's presence at the Millers' party and notified Drake and Shirley.

They had waited for the opportune moment to make their entrance, as they saw that Robin and Alice were still handling matters regarding the engagement.

When Robin tore up the engagement contract and the one-million-dollar check, Drake and Shirley exchanged relieved glances.

Their understanding of Robin deepened.

The Millers were oblivious to Drake's simmering anger.

The arrival of the Dunns had completely captivated the Millers!

The Dunns' significant investment in the Eastvale Ecological Project, worth hundreds of billions and set to launch next month, was highly anticipated.

The Millers had long sought to secure a stake in the project but had struggled to connect with the Dunns.

Now, with both Drake and Shirley, the key leaders of the Eastvale project, present at the Millers' New Year's party, it was a golden opportunity for them.

Over the years, the Dunns have graced only a handful of high-profile events in Harmonfield.

It was almost unthinkable for them to attend a second-tier family's New Year's party like the Millers'.

The Dunns were the most influential family in Harmonfield, controlling a major portion of the city's resources.

Even the mayor of Harmonfield showed them respect.

The party guests were equally thrilled.

Being in the same venue as the Dunns was a prestigious event.

Such an occasion would be a major talking point for these second- and third-tier families.

"Mr. Dunn Sr., the hall might be a little noisy. There are private rooms on the second floor ... " Jeffrey and the Millers' entourage followed Drake and Shirley respectfully.

Drake replied curtly, "The Millers have set their standards too high. We don't need to go to the second floor. I'm just here simply to look for someone."

Jeffrey hesitated, unsure of Drake's purpose.

"Mr. Ramsey, I apologize for the interruption!" Drake approached Robin and bowed deeply.

"I'd like to invite you for a drink at my house."

Robin was momentarily surprised and responded nonchalantly, "I'm not interested in visiting, and I don't enjoy drinking with others."

With that, he turned and headed towards the exit.

The Millers and the party guests were left stunned.

Mr. Dunn Sr. invited Robin to his home?

How could that possibly be true?

In Harmonfield, only Henry Wright, the mayor, and Daphne, the CEO of Alphacrest Group, command such significant respect.

Did Mr. Dunn Sr. mistake him for someone else?

Robin is just a lowly individual dismissed by the Millers.

How could the Dunns possibly invite someone of such insignificant status to their home?

It's astonishing that Robin had the nerve to flatly reject the invitation!

Is he too intimidated to accept?

"Stop right there!" Zachary shouted, his confusion turning into anger as he confronted Robin's retreating figure.

"How dare you speak to Mr. Dunn Sr. like that!" he fumed.

"Get on your knees and beg for Mr. Dunn Sr.'s forgiveness now, or I'll break your legs. You worthless scum!"

Robin stopped and slowly turned around. "Were you talking to me?"

"Of course! Who do you think you are—" Zachary sneered.

Before Zachary could finish, Robin grabbed him by the hair and forced him down with a firm grip.

Thud!

Zachary's knees gave way, and he crashed to the floor, hitting the marble tiles hard.

The pain made him wince and twist his face in agony.

"How dare you hit me! I—" Zachary's eyes blazed with anger as he tried to stand.

Robin had publicly humiliated him in front of many elite figures from Harmonfield. Even worse, the Dunns' daughter, Shirley, was right there!

Zachary wished he could take revenge on Robin immediately.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Before Zachary could protest, Robin slapped him three times, each strike leaving a mark. "Do you think I'd hesitate to go further? Do you?"

Zachary covered his face, falling silent and filling his eyes with fear and disbelief.

"Robin, you've gone too far!" Alice's voice was cold and cutting.

"I understand you're upset about the engagement being called off, but this?

"Resorting to violence to prove your point?

"What can someone like you, from such a modest background, do except act violently?

"Apologize to Mr. Gill right now!

"If you do, I might still be able to plead your case with the Gills, so you can leave Harmonfield safely. Otherwise—"

"Otherwise what? Hmph! A pampered brat like you stands no chance against Mr. Ramsey. You've already been defeated, so what more could you possibly do?" Shirley interjected, her gaze icy as she addressed Alice.

Alice was at a loss for words. "Ms. Dunn, h-he struck Mr. Gill at our party ... "

"So, are you saying your family is defending Zachary?" Shirley's tone was cold.

"If that's the case, we won't hesitate to wipe out both the Millers and the Gills!"

Alice was stunned, unable to grasp why Shirley was defending Robin.

The Millers and the guests were in shock.

What is happening?

Why are the Dunns' supporting Robin?

Jeffrey stammered, his voice trembling. "Mr. Dunn Sr., Ms. Dunn, please calm down. Are you certain this boy isn't deceiving you?

"He was just rejected by the Millers! He's a lowly figure!"

Drake's expression darkened. "Mr. Ramsey is a respected guest of the Dunns! How dare the Millers allow Zachary to insult him repeatedly! Do you think we are lenient?"

"A distinguished guest of the Dunns?" Jeffrey's face turned pale, and he nearly collapsed.

Drake, the leader of Harmonfield's most powerful family, radiated an overwhelming sense of authority and menace.

The guests at the party suddenly realized the intensity of Drake's anger.

Aren't Mr. Dunn Sr. and Shirley here to attend the Millers' New Year's party?

Why are they taking a stand against the Millers?

Alice, Jeffrey, and the Millers were dumbfounded!

What is happening?

We have never crossed the Dunns before, so why are we facing such hostility?

Faced with Drake and Shirley's threats, they dared not question further.

Drake approached Robin and pointed coldly at Zachary, who was on the ground. "Mr. Ramsey, just give the word, and we can make both the Gills and the Millers disappear without a trace!"

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