This Time, I'll Be the Villain's Favorite Daughter novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62 Sleepover

“Do you have pajames at your place? If not, I can have my driver drop some off?

“We’ve got plenty!” Maya said. “My mom bought me a ton.

Dresses, pajamas, all of it. She had more than she’d ever need

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Sometimes, she suspected the reason her family always seemed a little tight on cash was that her mom funneled ajority of the household budget directly into her own wardrobe.

He

ad been cheerfully left out of the equation.

ou,” Toby said to Alfred.

done with me,” Alfred said.

one she’s done with.”

d served his purpose as a useful ins d.

realization struck him somewhe n in palpable waves.

He quickened his stride and cau dropped, low and deliberate your brother?”

She almost never call

She didn’t even a

Toby had ne

“Well…”

Maya had dropped him the moment she was

essed his lips together, his displeasure radiating off

tle girls walking ahead, hand in hand. His voice only think to call for Alfred back in that office? Am I not

er, most of the time.

ing in his entire life.

1. “Because Alfred’s good.

nd produced exactly one sentence.

sharpened. “Then have him clean up your mess next time!”

single day.

er been spared for him, the brother who’d actually shown up and handled

nely puzzled. “Are you seriously this volatile? Why do you always completely fall apart

he was polished and perfectly

e transformed into so

ly to bristle at the slightest

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provocation.

There was something deeply wrong with that.

Toby was, once again, left completely speechless.

Finished:

Back home, Maya changed her shoes and found Jenny a fresh pair of her own slippers, then called out toward the hall. “Mom, I brought a friend home!”

Maya’s hair was a little chaotic, and the small girl beside her held her hand tightly. Maya’s amber eyes lit up with barely restrained excitement.

Wendy felt her heart lift. It was the first time her daughter had ever brought a friend through the door. Her expression softened into something warm. “Welcome, sweetheart! Let me get you two some snacks.”

She bustled off toward the pantry at full speed.

Maya seized the opportunity and pulled out her report card.

She needed her dad to sign it.

Raymond was so easygoing he didn’t even look like the sort of parent who cared what his kids scored.

Alfred also dug through his bag and handed his over to his father, tapping a specific spot on the page. “Sign here.”

If there weren’t a signature required, he wouldn’t have shown Raymond anything at all.

Raymond let his gaze drift briefly to Jenny.

Jenny instinctively sat up straighter under the attention, her voice careful and polite. “Hello, sir.”

“Hello,” Raymond said.

He turned his attention to the papers and picked up Alfred’s report card first, looking it over at length. “Not bad at all,” he said, his voice stretching leisurely into the silence. “Perfect scores across the board.”

A pause. “Don’t let it go to your head.”

The pivot came out of nowhere and nearly floored everyone in the room.

Alfred stared at his father. Who’s letting anything go to their head?

He regarded Raymond with pure, wordless disbelief.

Raymond paid his son’s reaction absolutely no mind and reached for Maya’s report card next. He studied it for a long moment, and then he went very, very quiet.

Maya nudged him. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

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Going silent in front of her friend made Maya deeply uncomfortable.

Raymond surfaced from his thoughts and looked at her with complete sincerity. “It’s fine. Being a little slow is its own kind of charm.”

She’d never really been the academic sort, after all.

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