The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 260 I'm Just a Kept Man

Alison's words left Brenda in shock.

"Alison, I understand what you're feeling right now... let's just go home."

Alison grasped her arm tightly. "I thought you wanted to go to the saloon?"

"What saloon? I'm not changing a thing! I'm keeping this color and style!" Brenda retorted, shaking off Alison's grip and striding home.

As she watched Brenda's despondent figure disappear, Alison sighed and followed her to the soup restaurant.

She decided not to linger at Brenda's place, intending to just say a quick hello to Marrisa before leaving.

She wanted to avoid any awkwardness that might arise from Robin being there.

Inside the soup restaurant, no matter how hard Robin tried to reason with Marrisa, she refused to accept the 300,000 dollars.

Understanding her worries, he didn't push the matter any further.

"You need to return this money to Hugh and the others immediately; you can't take this kind of money," Marrisa insisted, gripping Robin's arm with a look of disbelief.

"Robin, you just got back. I don't want you getting into any trouble. Hugh and his crew are dangerous."

"Alright," Robin replied as he closed the cash-filled box. "I won't stay for dinner; I'll swing by Dreamscape Bar later."

Marrisa had hoped he would stay for a meal, but thoughts of the 300,000 made her hesitate.

"Robin, please make sure to return that money to Hugh. Also ... "

Marrisa paused, wanting to mention the girl named Anna from Dreamscape Bar.

However, seeing the brightness in Robin's eyes, she decided to hold back.

Robin waved goodbye, suitcase in hand, as he exited the soup restaurant.

Marrisa watched him go, feeling a stab of sadness, and let out a heavy sigh.

She knew Robin was heading to Dreamscape Bar to see Anna.

Keeping her thoughts to herself, she was painfully aware that Anna and Robin came from entirely different worlds.

In those years, they had been so young and naive, unaware of life's harsh realities.

They didn't grasp how fragile love, friendship, and family could become when confronted with money, status, and power.

At that time, Robin had no idea that Anna was the daughter of a powerful figure in Chinatown's Harlow Group.

With such a significant gap in their social standings, how could they ever truly be together?

Marrisa didn't want to hurt Robin's feelings, so she called out to him as he reached the entrance of the shop, "Robin, just go see her and come back. This will always be your home." Robin turned, beaming as he replied, "Your soup is fantastic! Of course, I'll be back."

Marrisa felt tears welling up.

As Robin stepped outside, Brenda walked in with her head lowered.

Noticing that Brenda still had her red curls, Robin casually inquired, "Didn't you get your hair done? Why does it still look like this?"

Brenda had planned to ask Robin if Alison's accusations about him being a boy toy were true.

But seeing his warm smile, her words caught in her throat.

"Uh, I changed my mind. I'm keeping it like this from now on!"

With that, she dashed upstairs without another word.

Marrisa felt irritation at Brenda's attitude. "Brenda, is that how you talk to Robin?"

Robin stood there, puzzled. What's wrong with Brenda?

In his recollection, she had never treated him this way.

Shrugging it off, he continued on his way.

"Wait up!" Alison called out, unable to stop herself from halting him.

Robin nodded politely but didn't say a word or slow his pace.

"Stop right there!" Alison stepped into his path, her expression frosty.

Robin raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Do you need something?"

Alison sneered. "You're young and full of potential-why would you choose to engage in something so disgraceful?

"Why not work hard to create a bright future for yourself?This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Living off others and taking the easy way out-does that really give you any self-respect?"

Robin looked at Alison, bewildered.

He couldn't fathom what her rant was about.

Recalling Brenda's odd behavior

earlier,

now stood before an irate

Alison, wondering what had

these two women.

tten

It felt as if they were both acting irrationally.

If he didn't know better, he might think he had somehow offended them.

"What do you mean? What's this nonsense about living off someone and being shameful?"

Alison's contempt grew as she observed Robin's innocent demeanor.

This kind of man is hopeless!

He's clearly guilty of something disgraceful, but he's still acting like a model of integrity.

"What do you mean? You know precisely what I'm talking about!

"Based on your behavior on the plane, I thought you were a real man.

"Only later did I realize how pitiful you truly are!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Robin retorted, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you really delusional?

"We've only met once-who do you think you are to speak to me like that?

"What have you seen me do? What exactly are you trying to say?

"Is this your attempt at making a lasting impression on me?

"Sorry, but I'm not interested!"

Alison laughed derisively. "Men like you are revolting-bold enough to act but too cowardly to take responsibility!

"Afraid to own up to your unsavory actions, worried that your reputation might shatter in front of me, huh?

"Pfft, I see right through you!

"Since you've chosen to be supported by an older woman, you shouldn't care about what others think!

"Is living off an older woman for your survival really how you want to live?"

"What? Supported? Living off someone? Unbelievable!" Robin was speechless.

Looking at the skeptical expression on Alison's face, it was evident she had a significant misunderstanding about him. I'm living off someone?

What woman in the world would dare claim that?

If anyone tries to support me for even a day, she'll be financially ruined!

Robin racked his brain, trying to figure out what he had done to lead to such a colossal misconception.

After all, she had only known him for a brief time.

Could it have been the scene at the airport when Stephanie picked me up that led Alison to this misunderstanding?

On that day, Stephanie had brought two helicopters and nearly a hundred bodyguards to welcome him.

Someone like Alison might believe Robin wasn't worthy of such display.

With her limited perspective, she could only conclude that he was being kept by Stephanie.

The thought made Robin chuckle quietly.

This is completely absurd.

Has her imagination gone completely wild?

Clearly, her poverty and ignorance have constrained her viewpoint.

As Drakebane, he commanded such a following anywhere he went.

What Stephanie had done was merely typical for him.

When the Aldridges welcomed him, they had used thirty of the world's most advanced fighter jets, twenty helicopters, a hundred high-end Rolls Royces, forty tanks, and twenty armored vehicles.

If the president of Demberoa knew Drakebane was arriving, it wouldn't just be Stephanie waiting for him; the presidential guard would be ready as well.

If that level of reception seems excessive to her, what right does she have to lecture me?

What a self-righteous, ignorant woman!

But Robin had no intention of clarifying himself.

She was just a passing stranger-there was no point in wasting his breath.

She wouldn't understand even if he explained it!

Looking at Alison, whose gaze oozed disdain, he said, "You can believe that I'm a kept man if that's what you want!"