This Time, I'll Be the Villain's Favorite Daughter novel Chapter 377

Chapter 377 Spectacle

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They enjoyed putting on a grand spectacle, while he remained alone handling the aftermath, trying to suppress the trending topic and remove the tags.

Ever since Maya joined his organization Ned’s life became far more lively.

Ned felt his temple twitch slightly when he unexpectedly saw Maya and Iris together again.

He regretted assigning those two to a mission.

“Iris, Wisteria, and you,” the man smiled in a refined and polite way as he looked at Maya. He paused briefly, weighed his phrasing, then settled on a rather malicious address. “You little brat.”

“The three of you should try not to gather together when there is nothing happening.”

The man bent down, his tone unusually gentle and friendly as he outlined a future career direction for his two young subordinates.

“Promise me that from now on, you will kill more people and be yourselves less. Can you do that? Hmm?”

Maya, who had been called a little brat, behaved very obediently. “Oh.”

Setting aside her identity, she treated her profession with great respect.

When Ned used his boss identity to pressure her, Maya obediently backed down and stopped resisting.

After all, arguing with a boss could easily cost her perfect attendance bonus.

But Iris was at the age where she feared nothing. The girl raised her chin and asked aggressively, “Who are you, and how do you know our code names? Why should we promise you anything? You’re the old brat.”

Maya lowered her gaze, then lifted it in silent shock at that moment.

My dear partner is actually this bold?

Ned looked at Iris in a strange way.

Fortunately, he was a very tolerant boss and had no intention of firing anyone, especially not an underage girl.

So…

“Ninth Group, Assassin 103, code name Iris.”

He slowly stated her code name, group, and serial number, his voice cold.

“Your year–end bonus is gone.”

Iris was speechless.

“What?”

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This unpredictable move stunned her for a moment.

“What do you mean?

Ned clearly had no intention of explaining. He walked past them, his steps never stopping.

His social quota for the day was already severely exceeded,

Attending this banquet was already the greatest sincerity he could give the family.

Maya watched her uncle walk away, then turned to look at her stunned partner. She quickly poked her frozen friend.

“Idiot, you really don’t know him?”

Iris slowly turned her head to look at her. Her intuition finally caught up at this moment. She lowered her voice, much softer than before.

“I… should I know him?”

She spoke cautiously, completely unlike her earlier attitude.

Maya placed both hands on Iris‘ shoulders with a look of frustrated disappointment and began shaking her. Each shake came with an emphasized word.

“He’s your boss!”

Shake.

“The one who gave you food when you were starving…”

Another shake.

“Your boss.”

When those two words landed…

The blankness on Iris‘ face lingered for half a second more.

“You’re not lying to me, right?” Iris still clung to a last trace of hope, pointing between them. “Are you two uncle and niece?”

“He’s my boss?”

Maya’s hands were still on her shoulders as she spoke with absolute certainty.

“Yes.”

One word.

It completely sentenced Iris to defeat.

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Tus tips moved as she murmured, “No wonder he knew my code name and serial number…”

An ordinary passerby could never know the internal group numbers.

And her year–end bonus…

Wait.

Year–end bonus?

Finished

Her runaway thoughts snapped back for the first time when money was involved. Ignoring her friend, Iris rushed after him, her voice urgent. “Boss.”

“Boss, boss, don’t leave, boss. How am I supposed to live without you?”

Watching her partner run off in panic to beg for her year–end bonus, Maya felt that Ned was also quite

wicked.

Did he understand how much damage canceling a year–end bonus did to an underage assassin doing illegal part–time work for the organization?

Clearly, Ned understood.

In the end, when Iris left, even her steps became unsteady.

All the guests had already left. The family gathered together for once, and the long–table meeting looked unusually serious. Maya had just sat down beside Alfred when she leaned toward him.

The girl moved closer and lowered her voice to a thin thread, in a typical whispering–in–class posture. “Sir, does our family have a tradition of holding meetings?”

“Not before,” Alfred said, lowering his eyes to look at his Maya’s tilted head. He leaned slightly closer as well. “This meeting was proposed by Mr. Clark. He may have something to discuss.”

Only Philbert hadn’t yet arrived in the meeting room. With the highest authority absent, the central seat naturally belonged to someone else.

Ned sat down, interlaced his fingers, the backs of his hands tightening slightly. His expression was focused. Seeing that everyone was present, he began the discussion.