The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 761

hapter 761 The Black Mole On Lorelai’s Neck 

Chapter 761 The Black Mole On Lorelai’s Neck 

Brendon froze in place, cold sweat breaking out across his forehead. 

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Before arriving at Wolfsbane Summit, he had promised his grandfather that he would secure a spot in the top ten through his own efforts. 

If his stubbornness caused Robin to disqualify him before the assessment even began, it would spell 

disaster. 

Even Gavin, who had always taken pride in his own abilities, admitted he was not a match for Robin. That alone was proof enough. 

Just from the earlier palm strike, it was clear Brendon was far outclassed.. 

What he could not understand was how someone his own age could possess such extraordinary skills. 

Looking at–Robin’s stern face illuminated by the sunlight, Brendon hesitated before finally crawling out of the mud. 

He quickly ran to Robin, saluted, and said, “Reporting to Instructor Ramsey, I was wrong! I will begin training seriously now!” 

Robin raised an eyebrow and replied, “Go train! I’ll personally oversee the assessment in five days. Anyone who fails will be kicked out! Even if no one remains, I won’t tolerate impostors!” 

Without hesitation, Brendon ran back to the training lineup. 

At that moment, a message arrived from the Dark Web spy. 

“Sir, Willow died due to excessive blood extraction. The hospital cremated her without Lorelai’s consent. Lorelai suffered a heart attack while seeking justice from the Sharpes and has passed away. The Sharpes has sent her body back home.” 

Robin read the message, and rage surged through him. 

“B“st“rds!” he roared, his voice echoing across the training ground. 

The special forces trainees froze, their gazes fixed on Robin’s furious expression, unsure of what had triggered his anger. 

Brendon, still pale, ran toward Robin with a look of regret. “Instructor Ramsey, I… 

“It’s not about you! Get out of my sight!” Robin snapped, pointing to Gavin. “You handle the training. I have urgent business in Ferndale!” 

He turned abruptly, got into Ferell’s car, and sped off, leaving a trail of dust. 

As he drove, Robin reread the details sent by the Dark Web spy. 

The woman responsible for Willow’s death was named Lara Sharpe, a member of the Sharpe family–the wealthiest family in Ferndale. 

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The Sharpe family business spanned industries like pharmaceuticals, real estate, maritime transportation logistics, and 

Lara’s grandfather, Raiden Sharpe, was closely connected to the patriarch of the Sontags, one of Brighton’s top five wealthy families. 

In their youth, the two had ventured into business together, pooling their resources and ambitions. 

Later, the bontags solidified their influence after aligning with Northville Residence, securing their place among Brighton’s top five wealthy families. 

In the current generation, the Sharpes strengthened their position by marrying into the Sontags, with Lara engaged to Joe Sontag, a third–generation member of the Sontags 

To further enhance the family’s standing, Raiden was preparing to entrust 1ara with control of their business empire. 

A grand celebration was scheduled at the end of the month to officially appoint her as the executive 

Lara, frail since childhood, had always had a pale and weak complexion. 

Despite the Sharpes efforts, no renowned doctors could find a permanent solution to improve her condition. 

Six months ago, a holistic medicine practitioner in Ferndale suggested an unorthodox treatment: exchanging fresh blood with that of young girls under six. 

The procedure required blood exchanges every three days. 

Once the doctor recommended this method, the Sharpes wasted no time in taking action. 

They discovered that Willow, Lorelai’s adopted daughter in Ferndale, had a matching blood type for Lara. They then began to pressure Lorelai into extracting Willow’s blood for Lara’s treatment. 

Lorelai firmly opposed the procedure, but her resistance was ignored. 

Last month, the Sharpes forcibly took Willow into their custody. 

Three days ago, Willow tragically succumbed to blood extraction and was cremated without Lorelai’s 

consent. 

Adding insult to injury, the Sharpes steward threw 20,000 dollars at Lorelai as “compensation.” When Lorelai confronted the Sharpes, demanding justice for Willow, she was severely beaten. Overwhelmed by grief and rage, Lorelai suffered a fatal heart attack on the spot. 

Robin’s expression darkened as he absorbed the news. His eyes burned with a chilling resolve. The Sharpes actions transcended cruelty, plunging into the depths of moral depravity. 

They must be eradicated, Robin thought, his voice a low growl Such heinous acts defy the natural order and cannot be 

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allowed to persi 

Ten minutes later, Ferell drove Robin to Lorelare residence in Verndale 

Lorelai lived in a run–down neighborhood in the woutheast corner of town. 

The shabby house was surrounded by neighbors, all marmuring among themselves. 

“This poor woman, she’s had such a hard life 

“She’s been living here for 20 years, all alone, surviving by washing clothes and dishes for others 

“Now her adopted child has been exploited by those people…” 

“The Sharpes are too powerful; we can’t afford to cross them!” 

“Fate is cruel. We’re just ordinary people–what can we do?” 

“Those wealthy families, they hold people’s lives in their hands.” 

“Doesn’t this woman have any relatives or friends to help her? 

If she had, would she have lived here alone for 20 years without a word from anyone?” 

“Well, we might as well arrange her funeral ourselves.” 

The neighbors were discussing how to handle Lorelai’s funeral when Robin pushed his way through the crowd and approached the house. 

Standing at the door, he saw Lorelai lying on the bed, her pale face illuminated in the dim room. He froze. She looked identical to Marge, both worn by the passage of time and fragile in appearance. 

Robin’s heart felt as if it had been pierced by a blade. 

Could this woman be the one with the black mole on her neck–the same woman who saved that Young Lord Dragon’s daughter on that fateful night at the Dragon Manor? 

How much suffering must she have endured to survive all these years?