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This Time, I'll Be the Villain's Favorite Daughter novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370 Stop Complimenting Me

Two of her brothers had already pinched Maya’s cheeks today.

Getting her cheeks pinched was something that only happened back when she was little.

What was going on?

Did today’s outfit really make it impossible for them to keep their hands to themselves?

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The wait dragged on far too long, and bored out of her mind, Maya shuffled a couple of steps to the side and leaned her shoulder against the carved column next to Alfred.

Her brothers had all weighed in on her new look today, so she turned to him. Hey, Alfred, what do you think of this style?

Alfred thought about it. Not ugly.

Maya brought a fist straight down on top of his head. Of course it’s not ugly.

The blow knocked his head forward a touch, and the boy mulled it over before adding, Exquisite.”

Maya’s expression didn’t visibly improve.

Unparalleled,” he tacked on.

Her brows knit even tighter.

Alfred ran another search through his head and landed on a word he figured would seal the deal.

Incredible!

He delivered it in a flat monotone.

Not a single word carried any rise or fall or feeling, and paired with the boy’s utterly placid face, the effect was downright comical.

Maya was speechless.

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Stop complimenting me, Alfred. You’re scaring me.

In the secondfloor reception hall, Toby sorted the guests into order, greeted them one by one, and then noticed the single, unusually young guest tucked away in a corner.

Ms. Fernando.Toby’s gaze settled on the girl with the striking features as he quickly searched his memory for who she was.

It didn’t take long for him to match her to a name on the guest list.

Just call me Somalie.” Somalie’s lips curved into a smile.

Toby nodded and gave a textbook fake smile. Please give my regards to your family.

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Chapter 370 Stop Complimenting Me

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Somalie felt uneasy the moment she saw that fake smile of his, and she nodded and said, I’ll pass it along.”

As for the whole give my regardsthing

It was nothing more than a polite social formality, and no one would actually take it to heart.

In a place packed with politicians, a young heiress like Somalie didn’t carry much presence.

Once everyone was seated, the adultsattention shifted entirely to talk of policy, markets, and the gray areas in between.

Most of them had no time to pay any mind to a kid.

The whole time, Phoebe kept staring at Toby, her brow slightly furrowed, her fingers absently twirling the decorative ribbon on her skirt.

Iris teased her. What, do you have a thing for him?

Phoebe said, No. He just looks familiar.

She thought for a moment, then added, He must have gone to Harmony International School at some point.

With most people, after this much time had passed, Phoebe probably wouldn’t have remembered them at all.

But Toby had left quite the lasting impression.

There used to be a saying that went around our school. Your school, but it’s his house.

Phoebe stole a few more glances before pulling her eyes away and rubbing her arm, nearly breaking out in goosebumps. Back when he was at our school, most of us felt pretty uncomfortable around him.

She gave a small shudder. The year he left, the whole school breathed a sigh of relief.

That was no exaggeration, and plenty of the older students practically threw a party over it

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Was he really that scary?Iris said, only half believing it. He seems pretty polite to me.”

Perfectly wellmannered, exactly what she pictured a highsociety trust fund kid to be.

Somalie said, Polite? Please. Look at that face of his. It’s so fake. My dad makes that exact expression when he’s talking business with people.

The three girls chattered away about Toby for ages.

Once all the guests had finally arrived, Maya’s long ordeal of standing around came to an end, and she followed the family into the center of the banquet.

The guests took their seats one after another.

As the host family began filing out of the side hall, the hum of conversation dropped right along with it.

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Chapter 378Stop Complimenting Me

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