This Time, I'll Be the Villain's Favorite Daughter novel Chapter 293

This Time, I’ll Be the Villain’s Favorite Daughter

Chapter 293 A Potential Long–Term Client

A weak–looking man bringing along a child? What kind of combination was that?

“Are you hotel staff?” he asked, caution already creeping into his voice.

Raymond still didn’t answer.

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The man immediately sensed something was wrong. He suddenly threw off the blanket and got to his feet to rush toward the door. He intended to either grab the phone or bolt out.

His reaction was fast, but to Raymond, it was painfully slow.

The instant the man passed beside him, Raymond raised his leg and kicked him in the side of the waist.

The force landed precisely at the point where his center of gravity had shifted. The man was knocked to the floor on the spot.

And somehow, a dagger had appeared in Raymond’s other hand.

With a single strike, he slashed the side of the man’s neck, precisely avoiding the bone and slicing through the artery.

A few seconds later, the man’s pupils lost focus, and his body went completely limp.

Raymond let go and allowed the body to slowly slide to the floor.

The entire process took less than ten seconds.

Afterward, he didn’t forget to take a few pictures of the corpse, encrypt them, and send them to a designated number, attaching only a brief message: Done.

Then, Raymond turned around and walked over to Maya.

He crouched down so they were eye level.

“Are you scared?” he asked.

Maya replied, “No.”

Raymond rubbed her hair and pulled her tightly into his arms. “It’s perfectly normal to be Being an assassin isn’t as interesting as you think.

scared, Maya.

“Have you thought it through? You could be a normal kid instead of choosing the Silent Archive.”

“I’ve thought it through.”

Maya’s answer still came without hesitation.

Raymond hugged her tighter. The words he’d intended to use to persuade her dissolved into a long sigh after hearing her immediate answer.

It was a good thing that his daughter wanted to become stronger.

But he still felt a very real sense of disappointment.

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Chapter 293

Potential Long–Term Client

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Raymond worked with incredib________

mission was already over.

After leaving the hotel, he

“Dead?”

efficiency. He took his child out in the morning, and by the afternoon, the

ed someone to notify the client of confirmation.

The boy lowered his phone, his

Complicated after receiving the message from the Silent Archive.

He’d expected to wait much

longed.

He’d even prepared himself to be scammed.

After all, who knew if this so–called assassin organization was just exaggerated nonsense?

Yet, he hadn’t expected them to be so efficient.

He picked up his phone and looked at the message again.

Only one word: Done.

He had only glanced at the attached photo before closing it. The image had been too clear, so clear that it made his stomach churn.

As expected of an ace assassin.

The boy suppressed his excitement, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and adjusted his emotions, making his expression turn heavy and grief–stricken. His lips needed to stay pressed together, but not too tightly, or it would look like he was holding back a smile.

He looked into a mirror.

The performance seemed pretty convincing.

After all, in everyone else’s eyes, he was a grieving nephew who had just lost his uncle.

He had to look sad enough, or the people waiting to enjoy the spectacle would become suspicious.

The deceased had been an important figure. He was a major shareholder in a financial empire with countless connections to other wealthy families. Someone of that status dying mysteriously in a hotel room would cause a huge uproar that same day under deliberate manipulation.

The boy arrived at the hotel to find the lobby packed with police and reporters. The entire hotel was sealed off, wrapped in three layers of yellow–and–black police tape.

Raymond had also brought Maya over and squeezed into the front to openly admire his own handiwork. And then he spotted the big spender who had bought Maya sunglasses earlier.

Raymond couldn’t help sighing. The world really was small.

Standing outside the police line, Maya recognized the familiar–looking boy and immediately bit her fingers nervously.

The boy was facing the media, tearfully speaking about his uncle’s tragic death.

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Chapter 293 A Potential Long–Term Client

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