Chapter 11
Author: PEARL DREAMS
last update2025-03-03 19:00:59

“Mr. Robin…?”

Katherine’s voice still echoed in the hall, sharp and undeniable.

But that one title — Mr. Robin — was like a thunderclap detonating in the hearts of everyone present.

The entire room fell into stunned silence.

Dozens of eyes snapped to Robin, who was still calmly seated. Not a flicker of surprise or emotion on his face.

And then they turned back to Katherine. As if trying to figure out what trick their ears had just played on them.

“D-Did she just… call him Mr. Robin?” someone finally muttered, his voice hoarse with disbelief.

“No way. That loser?”

“That guy who was almost thrown out just now?”

“That same guy she just defended—calling him ‘Mr. Robin’?”

Whispers swept through the hall like wildfire. Shock, confusion, unease — it was all written across their faces.

Even Marcus was left speechless, his lips twitching but forming no words.

Liam’s expression was pale. He looked like he’d swallowed a brick.

Sarah, holding her stinging cheek, stared in utter disbelief.

Why… wh
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