Robin was moved by the sympathy shown to him by the audience, feeling touched to the core.
Whereas, the tears in Sabrina's eyes saddened his heart.
He did not have the power to bring back his mother from her grave but would make sure that she gets the needed justice.
As for now, what mattered was ensuring that he got the confirmation of Zayla's confession from the culprit himself.
"Pour it on his face," Robin instructed the waiter emotionlessly, the latter froze.
"Excuse me, sir?" He asked with shock, as Robin spoke in annoyance,
"You heard me. Or I'll rather pour it on yours."
"I will do as you have said," the waiter quickly responded after confirming Robin's words.
He poured the water on the unconscious man and he jolted awake, shivering from the cold.
"Zayla, are you alright?" He asked when all the memories rushed back into his mind, regretting not leaving with his wife when she suggested it.
