This Time, I'll Be the Villain's Favorite Daughter novel Chapter 336

Chapter 336 Worried About Other People

Toby pushed it further. “If I die, will you remember me too?”

“Of course not.”

Maya answered too quickly.

Toby had mellowed over the years.

He didn’t react like before. He just slumped against the window, looking faintly unwell. “Cold I’ve got pages of a will drafted. The whole section on asset division is for you.”

Maya paused. “Seriously?”

She knew rich people wrote wills early.

Still, hearing him say everything would go to her caught her off guard.

“Obviously not.” He let out a cold laugh.

Maya relaxed just a little. She didn’t want anything like that, especially not from him. She mac a face. “I wouldn’t remember you. You won’t die. I’d save you.”

Toby froze.

The nausea vanished.

But he didn’t want her saving him.

If anything ever happened, he’d rather be the one who died.

No. Not died. Just… hypothetically.

If something did go wrong, he wanted her to run.

The faster the better.

As long as she lived, that was enough.

Toby leaned against the window, watching city lights slide by. The wind lifted the hair at his forehead, his profile sharp, almost painted.

“If something really happens, just run.

“Otherwise, I’ll hate you.”

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Chapter 336 Worried About Other People

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Maya covered her ears. “Can you stop saying ‘I’ll hate you’? It’s childish.”

She grinned. “Hate lasts longer than love. Saying you hate me just means you love me so muc it hurts, right?”

Lucy’s car drove smooth and steady.

George’s was the opposite.

The black van tore through the streets, George steering with one hand while flipping through songs with the other.

The world outside blurred. Traffic lights flashed past one after another. The car swayed, speed climbing fast.

Edric regretted getting in for the hundredth time. He closed his eyes, voice edged. “Have you ever actually seen how people drive, George?”

George ignored him, enjoying himself. “Fun, right? I’m basically a racing prodigy.”

“George,” Alfred said, staring out at the rushing scenery, voice low.

His face was pale, tone flat and cold. “If I die because of your driving, I’ll come back and haunt you.”

He would watch George.

Forever.

The line sent a chill through George, like something had brushed past him. He kept smiling. “Relax. I know what I’m doing.”

Then he pressed the gas harder.

Ernest hadn’t told anyone when he ran.

He only took Chance.

Before leaving, he’d pushed an old man out as a scapegoat, but the fact that his father had once led the organization had never really been hidden.

Some of the older survivors still knew.

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Plenty of groups had been waiting for something like this so they could grab him.

Ernest’s expression stayed tight as he locked the doors and scanned the road.

At first, Chance thought the Director had given him a mission, and Ernest was his

“What’s the objective?” he asked on the road.

partner.

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Ernest didn’t answer.

He slammed the accelerator, tearing down a sloped road not meant for speed.

Gravel hammered the undercarriage. The car rattled like it might come apart.

The road was rough.

Ernest drove like he didn’t care if he lived. Tires crushed over rocks and potholes, kicking up dust.

He kept checking the rearview mirror, adjusting, switching lanes, speeding up.

Only then did Chance realize something was wrong.

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