The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 801

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Flint’s statement gripped the room like an icy wind, leaving everyone in stunned silence. 

He wasn’t just anyone–he had once been Young Lord Dragon’s closest and most capable lieutenant. 

More than that, he was infamous as the most fearsome member of the Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Soul. 

His words weren’t there bluster. 

If Flint ever chose to unleash his full power, he could casily level the entire city of Brighton. 

Skylar opened his mouth, clearly itching to respond, but then hesitated. The weight of Flint’s reputation was enough to make him think twice. 

He shut his mouth again, his defiance swallowed by caution. 

Rhett’s eyes shifted to Marge, who sat on the floor, trembling and weeping. 

With a slight bow, he addressed her gently, “You’re Marge Suarez, the maid who served Madam Suzanne. aren’t you? 

Marge lifted her tear–streaked face, slowly rising to her feet. Her voice quivered with respect as she replied, “Yes, Your Grace. I served Madam Suzanne as her maid 

“My lady suffered greatly. She devoted her life to raising Young Lord Dragon’s daughter, all while waiting -hoping–for the day Dragon Lord and Young Lord Dragon might return. 

“She waited for twenty long years! 

“And now… this is all that remains! 

“I’ve failed Madam Suzanne. I’ve failed Dragon Lord and Young Lord Dragon. How could I ever face them. 

now?” 

Rhett gave a slow, measured nod. 

His voice was steady but tinged with sadness. “Ms. Suarez, you’ve endured more than anyone should.” 

He turned his attention to Renee’s lifeless body, lying still and serene. His face fell as he studied her, grief pulling at his expression. 

Renee’s beauty was striking, a near–perfect reflection of Madam Suzanne’s. 

Had the circumstances been different, one might have mistaken her for Suzanne herself. 

Lorelei had spent two decades hiding in Brighton, raising Renee in secret after the fall of Dragon Manor. 

That they had managed to stay undetected all these years was nothing short of a miracle. 

The sacrifices the sisters had made for Young Lord Dragon’s family humbled Rhett deeply, 

It was a testament to gratitude. It was a demonstration of loyalty. It was a kind of devotion so rare it felt 

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Rhett straightened, his expression firm. “Ms. Suarez, I will make this right for you.” 

He turned his gaze toward Robin. For a brief moment, Rhett froze. 

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Robin’s appearance brought a wave of déjà vu crashing over him. He could have sworn he was looking at the Young Lord Dragon from two decades ago. 

The vision dissolved as quickly as it had come, and Rhett blinked, pulling himself back to the present. Those days, once alive with meaning, had become nothing more than stories of the past. Everything from that time was gone/ 

Taking a deep breath, Rhett spoke again, his tone calm and resolute. “General Ramsey, I ask for some time to address this matter. Can you grant me that?” 

“Alright,” Robin said, settling into the chair with an air of finality. 

“But let me make one thing clear. Whatever decision you make about today’s events, Kieran must die. Len must die. Rhea must die. And the entire Fiori family must be destroyed.” 

His voice hardened as he continued. If not, I will make sure the world understands that anyone who dares to harm my family will face the dragon dagger–and they will die.” 

Robin’s gaze shifted to Idris, the silent Dragon Guard nearby. “General Hull, in ten minutes, no matter the situation, ensure the Fiori family is eliminated.” 

“Yes, sir!” Idris responded, standing at rigid attention. 

The room reacted in unison. The six lords present rose to their feet, their movements sharp and deliberate, their eyes locked on Robin. 

For a fleeting moment, they were transported back to another time. It was as if Young Lord Dragon himself had returned, standing before them with the same indomitable force. 

But the moment dissolved like a fading echo. 

Reality crept in, stark and undeniable. The past was just that–the 

past. 

Nigel broke the silence with a dry chuckle, shaking his head as he sank back into his chair. 

The other lords followed, their expressions tinged with disappointment, their thoughts lost in unspoken. 

regret. 

Meanwhile, Skylar had crumpled to his knees. His face pale, he trembled before finally mustering the courage to crawl toward Rhett. 

“Your Grace!” he cried, his voice trembling with anger. Did you hear him? That maniac is out of control! He’s nothing but a monster- 

“Skylar, enough!” Rhett interrupted, his voice firm and commanding. “I told you, the Fioris will face justice.” 

Kieran, who had been glaring at Rhett with tear–filled eyes, burst out. 

“Grandpa, how can you let him sit there after what he’s done to me? Order Mr. Josington to take care of him now- 

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“Kieran!” Rhett’s voice cut through the room like a whip. “Silence! There is no Grandpa‘ here. Only Lord 

Southmere!” 

He turned to his adjutant. “Mr. Josington, if anyone dares to interrupt me while I’m handling this matter, shoot them without hesitation.” 

“Understood, my lord.” Josington drew his weapon, the metallic click of the safety disengaging slicing through the oppressive quiet, 

The room fell utterly silent. The sound of every breathy seemed magnified, hanging in the still air. 

Rhett glanced at his watch. “Mr. Josington, bring in Karen, Matilda, and Rhea, 

He had already ensured that everyone involved in the day’s events had been detained by his guards. The investigation had left no stone unturned. 

Moments later, two guards entered, escorting Karen, Matilda, and Rhea into the room. 

“Kneel,” Josington ordered, forcing them to the ground with a single push. 

Karen and Matilda’s hoods were removed, and as they took in their surroundings, terror spread across 

their faces. 

Rhea sat with her head bowed, her disheveled hair obscuring her face. 

She showed no sign of fear or defiance, only an emptiness that seemed to consume her entirely. 

Through the veil of her disheveled hair, Rhea caught fleeting glimpses of the room. Generals stood firm. flanked by rows of armed guards. The sheer gravity of their presence made her stomach churn. 

It felt like a prelude to disaster. 

Her gaze shifted to Len and Kieran. 

Both knelt awkwardly, their limbs grotesquely twisted and useless. 

Not far from them, Burt, Kieran’s father, mirrored their position. His face was battered and swollen, his expression vacant as he awaited Lord Southmere’s verdict. 

“Mr. Kieran, help me…” Rhea murmured, her voice barely audible. 

But Kieran didn’t move. He knew speaking out of turn would seal his fate. Lord Southmere’s courtroom was no place for defiance. The silence that followed was suffocating, as though the room itself held its breath. 

“Enough!” Mr. Josington’s shout broke the stillness. His hand cracked across Rhea’s face, leaving her stunned. 

He straightened and addressed the trio, his tone cutting “Look up! When the lord speaks, you will answer. No lies, no excuses! 

He fixed his gaze on Karen. “Who’s idea was it to lure Brenda out of school? Choose your words wisely, girl. One misstep, and you’ll regret it.” 

Karen’s voice trembled as she rushed to reply. “It was Matilda! She told me to go with her.” 

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“She said Rhea promised her 15 grand if we could get Brenda into the car parked outside the school.” 

Josington narrowed his eyes. “Did you receive the money?” 

Karen nodded hesitantly. “We got it just before… 

“What happened next?” Josington demanded, his stare unrelenting. 

Karen faltered, her fear palpable. “We don’t know… after that, we didn’t see anything else.” 

Josington turned to Matilda, his voice sharp. “And why did Rhea want Brenda? Speak up, Matilda!” 

Matilda broke down, tears streaming as she answered, “She told us. Rhea said Mr. Kieran and Mr. Jeb liked Brenda. She said they planned to… take her and Joanna to a room tonight.” 

Her voice shook as she continued, each word heavier than the last. “They were going to take pictures of them in compromising positions.” 

Josington’s face remained cold. “And then?” 

Matilda sobbed harder. “Then Rhea said she’d post the photos online. She wanted to ruin them both- Brenda and Joanna–for good. 

“She said she’d tell everyone it was Robin who made them do it. That it was all for money. 

“She wanted to destroy him,” Matilda whispered, her voice breaking. “She wanted him ruined forever.” 

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