This Time, I'll Be the Villain's Favorite Daughter novel Chapter 291

Chapter 291 The Road Apparently Belonged to Someone

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In the middle of his anxiety, he suddenly remembered that politicians loved dealing with an assassin corporation owned by a certain family.

That family was surnamed Clark..

intermediary, who put him in touch with the

He spent a large amount of money and cubmitted the target information, and waited for

organization called Silent Archive. He

arrangements.

But he was still somewhat skeptical.

the

“Does a profession that strange really exist in real life?”

The butler fell silent for a moment, and his tone became much steadier than before. “There wouldn’t be so many wealthy families believing in it if it were fake. Even though your family doesn’t have any connections with the Silent Archive, if the upper circles all believe in it, we can only give it a try.”

To put it bluntly, they were treating this as a last–ditch effort.

The family’s situation wasn’t something to discuss with outsiders, and hiring assassins was even less something to tell strangers about. The young man nodded and stopped thinking about it.

Reliable or not, real or not, the answer would reveal itself in a week.

As he sat there absentmindedly, he thought of that girl again.

His mother had loved collecting dolls when she was alive. There had been an entire wall of glass cabinets in her study that were filled with all kinds of dolls.

When he was little, he often stared at those dolls through the glass.

Every doll had been different. Some smiled, some didn‘

they were all dressed in beautiful, wns.

And his favorite had been a doll with chestnut curls and amber eyes.

Back at the hotel, Raymond was organizing the information for this target, his eyelids lowered looking utterly bored.

Maya was standing in front of the mirror, trying on the oversized sunglasses.

halfway,

Wendy dug out her own sunglasses from the suitcase and put them on the bridge of her nose, then pulled Maya over. The mother and daughter faced the phone together, threw up peace signs, and snapped a

picture.

“How long are we staying here?” Wendy flipped through the new clothes she’d bought, holding one against herself and turning toward the mirror. “This mission shouldn’t be difficult. Can you finish it in two days?”

some overtime pay out of them.”

“Let’s leave after a week, Raymond spoke slowly. “Maybe I can squee

Finishing a mission efficiently would earn him, at most a compliment from the client about his speed.

The longer he dragged it out, the more anxious the client became. To hurry things along, some people would occasionally send an extra payment as a subtle form of encouragement.

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didn’t maner if they acted later.

During that werk. Wendy dragged her daught at all kinds of upscale restaurants, treating

thegh every luxury store they could find and checked in like a vacati

Mother and daughter had the time of their lives, while Haymond followed behind them, looking utterly dramed his entire being carrying the exhausted appearance of somerme whose soul had already left his busty

His spirit was about ready to float away.

It was still early morning while they were on their way back to the hotel, and the weather was bez

At this moment, several luxury cars were parked by the roadside

The silver emblems on the hoods were expensive enough to buy a house, and the license plates were flashy matching numbers. No one knew which group of trust fund kids had decided to make an appearance.

The bodyguards started clearing the area as soon as they stepped out.

They pushed outward like a human wall, stretching out their arms and shoving people aside while shouting, “Move! Move!” Several people were roughly pushed back.

Complaints immediately started rising from the crowd. Seeing the situation, Maya instinctively moved closer in front of her parents, but she still ended up flattened by the crush of people.

Maya stuck out her tongue and grumbled, “Who does this guy think he is, owning the road?”

Raymond frowned and quickly pulled her into his arms while stepping back.

He had no intention of clashing with anyone. It was better to stay cautious during a mission.

However, there was no way Wendy was going to swallow this. While everyone else was being pushed backward, she didn’t move an inch.

One of the bodyguards reached out to shove her. The moment his hand touched her shoulder, she grabbed his collar in return and effortlessly yanked him in front of her.

The bodyguard wasn’t much shorter than her, but hanging from her grip, he looked like a scruffed kitten, his toes lifting off the ground.

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