The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 1058

Chapter 1058 She Aims to Shine
A sharp metallic click echoed as the gun's firing pin struck an empty chamber, filling the air with tension.

Time seemed to freeze in the suffocating silence of the plaza.

Overhead, heavy clouds churned, and distant thunder rumbled dully, pressing down on everyone present.

It felt as if the world itself had stopped, the only proof of life being the unsteady rhythm of held breaths.

Zayn crumpled to the ground, his body limp, the acrid smell of urine filling the air.

The once proud heir had disgraced himself in terror.

Robin glanced at him with nothing but contempt, shaking his head as he lifted his left hand.

Several bullets slipped from his palm, clinking as they hit the dirt.

The splatter of filth mixed with dust and urine smeared across Zayn's delicate features, leaving him in a pitiful state.

"You're just a coward. You're not even worth my effort to kill!"

In the blink of an eye, the finely crafted gun crumbled into a heap of useless metal.

Zayn lay sprawled in a puddle of filth, his humiliation evident. Catherine gazed down at him with disappointment, shaking her head. "Zayn, you will never earn my respect."

"Master Ramsey ... " Hannibal hesitated, bowing awkwardly before Robin.

Robin gave no response.

The vast plaza was filled only with the quiet rustling of wet wipes against hands, the suffocating silence pressing down on everyone.

"Renee, Shirley, we're leaving." Robin wiped his hands clean, then firmly grasped Joanna's and Shirley's hands, leading them out of the plaza without a second glance.

As if in response, the sky rumbled, and the heavy storm clouds finally split apart. Streaks of lightning illuminated the stunned expressions of those left behind.

Catherine watched Robin's retreating figure, sorrow filling her eyes as tears streamed down her face.

"Grandpa!" Zayn scrambled to his feet. "Tonight, I'll show you my proposed strategy for the World Military Strategic Seminar—"

Nigel let out a bitter laugh, cutting him off. "I don't have the time or interest. Do whatever you want with it."

Zayn turned toward Hannibal, his voice desperate. "If Grandpa won't look at it, then Dad, will you—"

"Enough!" Hannibal slapped Zayn's face. "You've disgraced yourself completely!"

Zayn wiped the dirt from his cheek, his expression defiant. "Robin didn't lay a hand on me. That means he knows his place! Grandpa is Lord Westeria—he wouldn't dare to kill me!"

"You're beyond saving!" Catherine said through gritted teeth, wiping away her tears.

"Master Ramsey didn't spare you out of fear! He simply found you too insignificant to bother with! To him, you're not even worth the effort!"

Meanwhile, Elliott followed Robin closely. "Master Ramsey ... "

Robin didn't respond. Without turning back, he waved a hand and strode out of the plaza with unwavering determination.

Orson's weathered face twisted in fury. "Execute every last one of the Fields—immediately!"

The deafening roar of gunfire erupted, blending with the crackling thunder overhead. The suffocating tension in the plaza shattered as justice descended like a storm.

The Fields paid the ultimate price for their treachery, corruption, and cruelty.

Nigel and Orson exchanged glances, sighing heavily. "What a disgrace!"

Zayn turned to Nigel again. "Grandpa, I'll reflect on my mistakes and send you regular reports on my self-improvement."

Nigel let out a dry chuckle. "Don't bother. Do whatever you want."

Just then, the screech of tires tore through the air.

"I had nothing else to give, so I begged Sophie to help me with this. I no longer have any ties to this world.

"Even my biological parents, the people who gave me life, turned out to be shameless and indifferent.

"Everywhere I look, I see selfishness, while good people are left with no place to stand. The only thing that still matters to me is you.

"When I discovered that your family's conflict was connected to a missing storage chip, I made my decision.

"I vowed to retrieve the monitoring chip lost in the Dragon Manor massacre, to uncover the truth behind that tragedy, and to bring you the evidence you need for justice."

Annie pulled at her shirt, revealing a tiny chip stitched beneath her skin, which she carefully handed to Robin.

Her pale lips curved into a weak smile. "Mr. Ramsey, my time is up. I don't want to leave with regrets.

"I need you to know—I truly like you. But standing before you, I've always felt small and unworthy ...

"If there's another life, I want to follow you, to never part from you.

"Can I call you Robin? I'm leaving now. My life may have been short, but meeting you made it all worthwhile ... "

"Ms. Howell!" Rita clutched Annie's lifeless arm, her tears falling uncontrollably.

"Mr. Ramsey," she choked out, "Ms. Howell was ambushed by assassins from the Elaria Biological Research Association. She was stabbed multiple times, triggering the biological agent in her body to react violently. Her organs collapsed ... She didn't stand a chance."

Robin stared at Annie's pale face, the faint smile frozen there as if she had found peace. A crushing wave of sorrow rose in his chest.

She had come into this world and hoped to shine, only to realize that people valued nothing but power and wealth.

She had weathered countless storms, never intending to fade, yet fate had forced her to leave too soon.

Once, she was young and full of dreams. But fate was ever-changing. No matter how hard she reached, those dreams always remained just beyond her grasp.