The Deadly Assassin Robin

The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 251 Terenova Underground Queen

Robin did not ask any questions and simply followed the flight attendant to the rest area, where a young air marshal was waiting.

"State your name, age, and occupation!"

Robin smirked, "Are you interrogating me?"

"Just answer the question!" the air marshal demanded sternly.

"Do you know what kind of consequences fighting on a plane could have, especially if you're assaulting foreign passengers?"

The flight attendant looked surprised. "But it wasn't Mr. Ramsey who started it ..."

"I know!" The air marshal cut her off coldly.

Robin could tell the marshal was deliberately causing trouble.

He raised an eyebrow. "You were there. You saw the situation.

"Those four were clearly up to something with the girl seated next to me.

"As the air marshal, you have a certain responsibility here.

"If I hadn't intervened, would you just stand there and let it happen?

"Let's be clear, they started the trouble, not me.

"If you're not looking to be suspended, I suggest you act accordingly."

With that, Robin turned and left, ignoring the marshal entirely.

The marshal watched him go, a flash of coldness in his eyes.

Though visibly annoyed, he could not be sure of Robin's true identity and did not want to risk offending someone important.

The flight attendant looked at him and said, "Why handle it this way?

"Mr. Ramsey was helping-he even saved you from a bigger problem.

"You're not being fair."

The air marshal responded irritably, "Alison, you might be too sentimental. People like him just crave attention, and that's dangerous!

"It could easily bring disaster to the plane.

"As an air marshal, it's my duty to remind him to stay calm."

The flight attendant furrowed her brows slightly.

She could sense the air marshal's hostility toward Robin.

"Then you should have stepped in when those four Demberoans were causing trouble.

"But you stayed back and did nothing. Isn't that a failure in your duty?

"With that alone, I have every right to report you for negligence and for failing to act in a risky situation!

"Mr. Ramsey stepped in where needed, and holding him accountable is just unfair!"

The marshal scowled, "Alison, his demeanor was clearly intimidating."

"Just from that, I could categorize him as a potential risk to the flight and detain him right now!"

Alison Ferguson, understanding his motivation, sighed.

She knew the air marshal had been interested in her, and her respect for Robin had stoked his hostility. She took a deep breath.

"Mr. Ramsey acted out of respect for Draconian dignity. Please don't do anything rash.

"Otherwise, I'll report your conduct to the captain without omission."

The air marshal glared at Alison, finally muttering, "Fine. Let's leave it at that."

Alison ignored him, stepping out and returning to the passenger area.

At this moment, Robin just returned to his seat.

Alison approached Robin's seat with a warm smile, bringing him a cup of tea and a fruit platter.

"Mr. Ramsey, please don't take the earlier incident to heart; the air marshal was just doing his job." Robin looked up, a soft fragrance drifting over him.

In front of him, Alison's shy, radiant charm filled his entire view.

He took the tea and nodded with a slight smile. "No worries; it's already forgotten."

Alison smiled warmly, leaning in a bit closer, and discreetly handed Robin her business card.

"If you're ever bored in Terenova, feel free to contact me," she said, realizing she might have sounded a bit forward.

"I mean, I know Terenova very well, so I could be your guide or translator if needed..."

Robin took the card with a polite nod.

Alison's eyes held a warm sparkle as she smiled sweetly, swaying her slender waist as she walked away.

Robin casually tucked the card into the seat cushion.

This small gesture did not go unnoticed by the girl next to him, who smiled at Robin with newfound warmth in her expression.

Seeing how the flight attendant had subtly tried to make an impression, the girl was surprised by Robin's indifference.

Most men would have shown interest, yet Robin had not even looked at the card before stuffing it into the seat.

It made her see him in a better light.

Throughout the journey, Robin kept his eyes closed, only opening them when they landed at Terenova International Airport.

After leaving the airport, he received a message from Stephanie Rogario, Tristan's wife, informing him that the Nevilles had already headed to. Hydratsland and that she would be there to meet him and arrange a

direct flight to the island.

Stephanie was the eldest daughter of the Rogarios, the most powerful gang in Demberoa, often called the Underground Queen.

Her family's influence was so vast that even the president showed deference to them.

Robin had first met Stephanie in Terenova three years prior.

Her blend of decisiveness and efficiency left a lasting impression on him, a strength he now recognized in her granddaughter, Jane.

Just as Robin exited the airport, thePublished by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

girl who had sat beside him on the plane caught up, saying, "Mr. Ramsey, I didn't mention it on the plane, but my father is Terenova's mayor.

"I just spoke with him, and he insists you visit us as a guest after hearing how you helped me."

Robin smiled and replied, "Thank you, but I have other matters to attend to in Terenova. Perhaps our paths will cross again."

With a hint of disappointment, the girl handed him a piece of paper. "My name's Hayley. Here's my contact information. "Please reach out if you ever return to Terenova."

Robin tucked the paper into his pocket, waved, and replied, "Perhaps fate will bring us together again." Just then, the four men from the plane approached him.

"Kid, we let you off on the plane, but now that you're on our turf, do you really think you can just walk away?" Robin shook his head, ignoring them, and gestured toward the men waiting to pick him up.

The leader of the four men was confused.

The eight bodyguards from the Rogarios promptly approached and guided them straight into a business car.

In Terenova, the Rogarios were feared a force few would dare to cross, knowing it was as good as signing their own death warrant.

Once the car departed, a clear path opened up, flanked by dozens of bodyguards dressed in black.

Ahead, two medium-sized helicopters waited on a spacious lawn.

In this area, only the Rogarios had the luxury of using helicopters for transport.

After a quick call from a bodyguard, Stephanie quickly exited the helicopter and approached Robin. "Mr. Ramsey, welcome!"

Stephanie, appearing to be in her sixties, greeted Robin with respect and escorted him onto the helicopter.

This scene was caught by Alison, who stood at the entrance of the airport hall, her suitcase dropping to the ground in surprise.

The air marshal walked over with a

smirk, saying, "Alison, didn't I tell

you? Surprised to see he's justal.

playboy hanging on a rich woman?"

His tone was laced with sarcasm, which made Alison wince.

From the moment Robin boarded the plane, his looks and charm had captured her attention, and she found herself admiring him.

With her experience, Alison felt that Robin's presence marked him as someone truly distinguished.

It would be amazing if she could end up with a man like him.

Annoyed, Alison glanced at the air marshal. "Why are you so quick to judge him?

"You saw how fearless he was in front of those four men!"

The air marshal scoffed, "Alison, open your eyes!

"The woman with him has to be over sixty.

"Look at her! Doesn't she command the room?"

"As far as I know, those two helicopters belong to the Rogarios," the air marshal sneered.

"That woman is Terenova's Underground Queen!

"Can't you see it? Stop deceiving yourself and let go of that idea.

"Didn't you notice earlier? That girl beside him tried pursuing him, but he didn't dare say a word to her.

"Why do you think that is? Does that look like normal behavior?

"He's worried about upsetting his 'boss,' so he didn't even acknowledge the girl."

As Alison watched Robin and Stephanie board the helicopter, her heart sank.

The lights in the airport hall were bright, and she could clearly see Stephanie's age.

Though elegant and refined, the lines of time were visible on her face.

Could Robin really just be a plaything for wealthy women?

"Alison, stop overthinking. Men like him are only interested in women worth millions, even billions," the air marshal continued.

"You, a flight attendant barely making ends meet, don't stand a chance.

"Just look at his ride-a private helicopter!

"Do you think ordinary people roll in with that kind of transport?"

With a tone dripping with sarcasm, the air marshal turned and strode off, his eyes flashing with contempt and jealousy.

The helicopter stirred up a powerful gust of wind as it ascended into the sky.

Alison let out a long sigh.

The tall, handsome Robin had left her feeling conflicted-somewhere between disappointment and contempt.

So that was why he had not shown any interest in the plane; he was just another plaything for wealthy women. "Love at first sight, my foot!" she muttered, grabbing her suitcase and walking briskly away.