The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338 Fragile Pride 

Chapter 338 Fragile Pride 

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Robin sat in the small chair, scrolling through his phone, ignoring Diana entirely. 

Shirley glanced down, lost in thought for a moment, then remarked coolly, “We’re on a different level than they are, so let’s not interrupt their meeting.” 

Amber heard this and nodded, also focusing on her phone in silence. 

Diana watched their indifference, feeling somewhat annoyed, but she didn’t say anything outright. She still didn’t fully understand what kind of relationship these three had with Rosalie. 

Shirley looked over at Robin, who was still engrossed in his phone and signaled to Amber to bring out the wild ginseng. 

This wild ginseng had been gifted to Timothy by a client from Nordeast. Known as mountain ginseng, it was purchased at the Eighth Nordeast Expo in Halton, with a winning bid of 10 million dollars. 

Weighing about 80 grams in dried form, it was a top–quality specimen. Robin had mentioned that Timothy’s health couldn’t handle it. 

Since then, Shirley had kept the wildly valuable ginseng in her office, but today she brought it along to gift to Diana as a health supplement. Although she had second thoughts when she saw Diana, a sudden impulse to tease Robin made her change her mind. So she gestured for Amber to present it. 

Amber whispered, “Ms. Dunn, are you giving her such a valuable ginseng?” 

Shirley nodded. “Since I brought it along, I may as well. It’s not that big of a deal.” 

“Ms. Dunn, this wild ginseng is worth 10 million dollars! With how she’s treated you and Mr. Ramsey, gifting it to her is such a waste!” 

Shirley chuckled. “Once something has a price tag, it loses its meaning. 

“Go ahead and bring it out. Robin’s here to meet Diana and Dorothy’s family, so he can’t show up empty- handed, can he?” 

Amber blinked, then stifled a giggle. She reached into her bag and took out an elegant wooden box. 

Shirley smiled and announced, “Diana, Robin even brought you a special gift of ginseng today.” 

Robin looked up at Shirley, shaking his head, amused by her antics. 

Shirley winked at him with a mischievous grin. 

“Diana, this is premium ginseng–it’ll do wonders for your health,” Shirley added with a smile. “Right, Robin?” 

Robin chuckled lightly. “Right, whatever you say.” 

Diana’s eyes lit up, and she smiled. “A gift from Robin?” 

But when Amber handed her the small wooden box, the smile faded from Diana’s face. 

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Chapter 338 Fragile Pride 

“Robin, this is all you’re giving me?” 

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Robin looked up at the ginseng, recognizing it as the outrageously expensive one someone had given to Timothy. 

Diana didn’t seem pleased. 

“What’s wrong? You don’t like the gift?” 

Diana glanced at the small, palm–sized ginseng and said coldly, “Robin, bringing over something this cheap–imagine how embarrassing it’d be if Ethan’s colleagues saw this. 

“You have no sense at all! 

“At an event like this, you should bring something larger–like those big gift sets of wine they sell in stores. Sure, they’re pricier, but we’re only talking about, what, a couple of thousand dollars? But you, you come in with this tiny box that looks like it barely costs a hundred bucks!” 

Robin’s mouth twitched. “Uh… if you’re looking for one of those big gift boxes, I don’t buy that kind of junk.” 

“Do you even realize how rude that sounds?” Diana, frustrated, slammed the box of pricey ginseng onto the table. 

Robin shook his head, going back to scrolling on his phone. “Can’t help it–you’ve got no taste.” 

Diana, annoyed by Robin’s nonchalant attitude, shook her head. “You’re completely out of line!” 

Their voices drew the attention of everyone at the nearby table. 

“Who are those three?” a woman in her 30s asked, pointing to the backs of Shirley and her friends. 

Ethan squinted, studying the trio. “Maybe they’re colleagues of Rosalie?” 

The woman looked Shirley and Amber up and down, sneering, “Those two couldn’t be anything other than Eastvale Development Group’s cleaning staff, could they? Just look at what they’re wearing- laughable.” 

“Keep your voice down; don’t bruise their egos. People from the lower rungs have such fragile pride,” another woman chimed in, covering her mouth and letting out an exaggerated laugh, her voice intentionally loud enough for everyone to hear. 

The room was filled with mocking snickers and whispered remarks. 

“Mr. Armstrong, your niece has no class, inviting low–level employees to dine with us. Imagine if word got out–how humiliating would that be?” The women’s voices grew louder, increasingly disdainful.