The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 203 Would He Heal Me? At the Millers' villa.

Calvin Underwood, president of the Harmonfield Holistic Medicine Association, had a grim expression after checking Hank's pulse.

"Mr. Miller Sr., I'm afraid there's nothing I can do for you. The dampness has penetrated too deeply. It would be impossible to save you even if Mr. Lennon Wilder, my master, were to intervene." The Millers were gathered in the villa's main hall, each reacting differently.

If Hank's illness truly had no cure, it would drastically alter the family's power dynamics.

Under normal circumstances, Hank would now be making his final arrangements for the family.

Everyone was concerned about the allocation of his 45% share in the company.

It seemed that only Alice cared about saving Hank.

She stepped forward. "Mr. Underwood, I heard that Mr. Wright's father was in a coma recently, and every renowned doctor said he was beyond help.

"However, he made a miraculous recovery after Mr. Wilder treated him.

"The Wrights are even hosting a grand celebration this weekend for his recovery and they invited all of Brookhaven's elite.

"Mr. Underwood, I beg you, please ask Mr. Wilder to treat my grandfather. He can name a price-"

Calvin shook his head, interrupting her. "Ms. Miller, you must have heard wrongly. Old Mr. Wright wasn't cured by my master but by another remarkable healer." "Another healer?" Hank's eyes suddenly lit up with hope. "Is there someone more skilled than Mr. Wilder?"

Calvin nodded. "Mr. Miller Sr., according to my Master, this person's medical skills have reached an unmatched level. There isn't a disease he cannot cure.

"Old Mr. Wright was on death's door. My Master said that this healer essentially pulled him back from the grasp of death itself and even added ten years to his lifespan.

"Even Mr. Timothy from the Dunns, who had already made funeral arrangements, was restored to full health after this healer's intervention.

"Recently, Timothy even attended a shareholders' meeting for the Dunn Group, as healthy as ever, if not more so."

Hank, overcome with excitement, stood up and asked respectfully, "Mr. Underwood, where can I find this healer? Would he consider helping me? I will agree to all of his terms!"

Calvin sighed. "Mr. Miller Sr., I'm not in a position to meet someone like him, much less convince him to treat someone."

"My Master was so impressed by him that he even offered to become his disciple, but the man refused..."

"Mr. Underwood, please, just tell us his name and where we might find him. The Millers will be forever grateful," Alice pleaded.

Calvin pondered momentarily upon seeing the desperate look in both Alice and Hank's eyes. "Ms. Miller, I understand your urgency.

"While I can't approach him directly, I do know that he might attend Old Mr. Wright's celebration this weekend. If you go, you may have the chance to meet him.

"Show your sincerity, and perhaps he'll be moved to help."

Hank and Alice thanked Calvin sincerely.

Then, Alice handed him a bank card. "Thank you, Mr. Underwood! This is one million as a token of appreciation. Once my grandfather receives treatment from this healer, the Millers will reward you even more! "Oh no, I forgot to ask his name in excitement," she added.

Calvin accepted the card. "According to my Master, the healer's name is Robin Ramsey. He recently arrived in Harmonfield and might still be staying here."

"Robin Ramsey?" Alice was shocked. "No way!"

Calvin raised an eyebrow. "Ms. Miller, are you implying that I'm lying?" He sounded upset.

Realizing her slip, Alice quickly explained, "Mr. Underwood, I apologize. It's just... the name of this healer happens to be the same as someone I know and he also arrived in Harmonfield recently.

"I had just called off an engagement with the man and he's from an ordinary background. He can't be the person you're describing."

Hank nodded in agreement. "That's right, Mr. Underwood.

"Years ago, I made a marriage arrangement for my granddaughter with the descendant of an old friend, also named Robin Ramsey. "In hindsight, I see that it was a mistake, a rash decision of my youth."

"Ah, I see." Calvin chuckled slightly. "There are plenty of people in this world with the same name."

After a brief pause, he added, "Mr. Miller Sr., your condition is quite unstable. You could experience a sudden decline at any moment."

"Mr. Underwood, is there any medicine that could temporarily stabilize him until we can reach the healer at Old Mr. Wright's celebration?" Alice got nervous instantly.

Calvin nodded. "There is an herb called Tillamisa. It can temporarily prevent the dampness from reaching the heart. However, after three months of use, its effectiveness will wear off within the body." Alice's eyes lit up. "Where can we buy this herb?"

Calvin sighed. "Tillamisa is extremely rare. It grows deep within the desert sands, hidden far beneath the dunes, and is notoriously difficult to find."

"Deep in the desert?" Alice muttered, looking at Hank with despair. "We don't have enough time even if we set out now. And we don't even know if we could find it.

"Mr. Underwood, where exactly can we locate this medicinal herb?"

"Mr. Miller Sr., this herb is extremely rare," Calvin explained. "It's rarely available for sale. When it does appear, it's immediately snapped up."

"However," he continued, "I heard that there will be several rare medicinal herbs up for bid at the upcoming Rosewood Prestige Auction in Estoreed."

"But," he added with a sigh, "getting an invitation to this auction is incredibly difficult."Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Hank asked anxiously, "It's just an auction; why is it so hard to get in?"

"This auction is hosted by the Nevilles.

"Mavis, the wife of the boss of Phoenix Vanguard, came from the Nevilles.

"They are a family of martial artists, rarely mingling with outsiders. This auction will only be open to martial artists or certain prestigious families with ties to Phoenix Vanguard.

"I would love to attend and see if any rare herbs are available, but without connections, I simply don't have the means to get in.

"If you're serious about finding Tillamisa, do whatever it takes to get into that auction. Secure the herb immediately if it's available."

Alice suddenly remembered that Rosewood Hotel belonged to the Hamilton family.

"Grandpa, I have an idea! Zachary can probably get us an invitation!"

Zachary's mother was a distant cousin of Liam's mother.

Asking him to request a few invitations from Liam should be doable.

...

The Rosewood Hotel in the eastern suburbs of Harmonfield was Estoreed's largest hotel.

Years ago, Liam's father, Perry, had started his business from this very spot.

Back then, Rosewood Hotel was just a small tavern.

After the Hamiltons rose to prominence, Perry transformed it into Estoreed's most luxurious five-star hotel.

Tonight, Rosewood Hotel was hosting the prestigious auction organized by Neville Group in Brookhaven.

The parking lot outside was packed with luxury cars, creating a scene of unmatched grandeur that left passersby in awe.

Nearly every martial arts family in Brookhaven, along with members of the elite, had gathered here.

Alice had persuaded Zachary to get an invitation from Liam as she was eager to secure Tillamisa for Hank.

Liam had given them three tickets, and they would be seated alongside Ruby Quinn, daughter of Kyler, the president of Brookhaven Martial Alliance, in Zone One. Zone One was a class lower than the VIP Zone.

Alice invited Vera to join them.

At first, Vera was hesitant but changed her mind when she heard that rare gemstones and fine jewelry would also be auctioned.

Zachary drove Alice and Vera to Rosewood Hotel.

Just as they approached the main hall, Alice spotted a familiar figure-Robin!

How could he be here without an invitation from the Nevilles?

This auction wasn't something just anyone could attend.

Robin wasn't with Daphne tonight.

His premium invitation had been personally delivered by the Nevilles, making it different from everyone else's.

Alice's face darkened upon seeing him. "What's that fraud doing here? Is he trying to sneak into high society again, hoping to make connections with Brookhaven's elite?" Zachary chuckled. "This guy is everywhere. How could he possibly get in here? Without invitations from the Hamiltons or the Nevilles, no amount of money would grant access." Vera laughed. "You're underestimating him. Robin absolutely belongs in a place like this."

Alice scoffed. "Vera, stop glorifying him. At best, he's managed to fool Shirley into giving him a cushy position at the Dunn Group."

"Look around," she added. "Only the powerful can enter. How could a mere employee have the right—"

Vera chose not to argue and instead rushed over to Robin, tapping him on the shoulder. "Hey! I would've come with you if I'd known you'd be here!"

Robin turned to face her and smiled. "Seems like you're wherever there's excitement."

"Robin!" Vera exclaimed. "I heard some rare jewelry is up for auction tonight. You should bid on something for me. My birthday's coming up...

"Why should I do that?" Robin laughed and headed toward the hotel entrance.

"What a stingy man!" Vera huffed, stomping her foot in frustration.