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    Robin hadn’t even considered the possibility that Dn’s mood was tied to anything romantic. He was simply intrigued by what could possibly throw someone like Dn off bnce.


    Just as Kurt was stewing in his regret, Christina began to speak.


    “You’re still hung up on the assassination attempt, aren’t you?” Christina faced Dn and said with conviction. It seemed the only thing troubling Dn was the invisible hand orchestrating it all. After all, the incident had left him severely wounded, and the perpetrator remained unidentified. It lingered like a falling axe suspended in midair, ready to strike at any moment.


    Neither Dn nor Kurt said a word. Only Robin, who was just as unaware as Christina, suddenly lit up as if he had cracked a puzzle.


    “Why panic? Dn’s got this. He’s a pro,” Robin said with a casual shrug. Encounters with danger weren’t new territory for Dn. His expertise kept him a step ahead. To men like him and Dn, raised in cutthroat circles, ambushes and abductions were upational hazards. Their upbringing had forged them into survivors, prepared for mayhem.


    Kurt chuckled. “Don’t sweat it. We’ll deal with it when the timees.”


    “Exactly! We face problems head-on—with smarts and grit,” Robin nodded.


    Dn gave no reply; his features remained unreadable.


    “They’re right. Don’t let it eat at you—but stay alert,” Christina added, hoping tofort Dn.


    Before Dn could speak, Kurt leaned in enthusiastically. “Christina, sorry for the chaos today. Let me make it up to you with a gift. What do you have in mind? Say the word—anything at all.”


    Christina’s grin was mischievous. “Anything at all?”


    “Absolutely,” Kurt assured her.


    “Alright then. I want ten percent of Miller’s Casino shares,” she replied, deliberately throwing out a bold request.


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    Robin practically choked. “Are you trying to loot us? You’re like a bandit, and the most shameless one at that.” Even the criminals who once held him hostage hadn’t asked for that much. Christina was treating equity in the casino like spare change.


    “You said I could name anything. What’s the matter—feeling stingy?” she taunted, provoking him.


    “This isn’t about money. You’re just ridiculously daring!” Robin shot back.


    Kurtughed heartily. “If that’s your pick, I’ll tack on another five percent.” He had his own reasons for this decision. He knew Christina wasn’t the type to ept handouts without giving something back.


    “Grandpa! Have you gone off the rails? You’re handing out fifteen percent just like that? I don’t even own that much!” Robin eximed, his brow furrowed. He couldn’t fathom Kurt’s level of generosity. He suspected Kurt was still ying cupid, throwing in a hefty gift for what he hoped would be his future granddaughter-inw. Kurt clearly wanted him to settle down soon.


    “I feel like giving her those shares. Your opinion is irrelevant,” Kurt snapped, shooting Robin an annoyed nce. Just earlier, he had assumed Robin had finallye around and started to pursue Christina, but clearly, Robin hadn’t. Robin remained oblivious in matters of the heart. s! It seemed unlikely Robin could win Christina’s affection.


    Robin frowned, frustrated by his grandfather’s reaction. It felt like Christina had stolen the “favorite” title right from under him.


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