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Chapter 112 Pretty, Isn’t It? 

Maya fell silent for a moment. 

“What blond guy?” She did not connect it to George at all. After all, that guy had black hair. 

“Are you sick? Your face looks kind of red.” 

As far as she remembered, Toby got sick pretty often. 

Even though he was so much older than her, he was still less tough than she was. 

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Toby’s skin was very pale, almost an unhealthy kind of pale, so even the slightest emotional shift showed clearly. 

The unnatural redness on his face right now was not from a fever. 

It was from… anger. 

“You’ve been getting close to some guy lately, haven’t you?” He kept one hand in his pocket and paced back and forth. His urge to kill someone had reached its peak. 

Maya said, “Oh. You mean that drifter guy?” 

She finally understood why he had come. 

“We’re not really close. He’s just the one who keeps coming to eat with me.” 

Like a starving ghost reincarnated, he mooched off her lunch every single day, rain or shine. 

It was not like Maya had never thought about reporting that shameless food thief. 

But Harmony International School’s so-called airtight security system was basically air to someone like George. 

The cameras could not catch him, the guards could not stop him. He was practically a ghost. 

“Actually, he’s pretty generous,” Maya said, trying to use positive information to dilute Toby’s killing intent. “He even gave me a gift.” 

By gift, she meant the emerald pendant. 

But the pendant was around her neck. At that moment, the only thing in Maya’s hand was the bent wire ring. 

She instinctively raised her hand to show him, then realized something was wrong and quickly lowered it again. “Not this…” 

But Toby did not listen to her explanation. He stared coldly at the wire ring in her hand and sneered. 

“Have you lost your mind? Do you like him because he’s poor, or because he gave you this piece of trash even a dog wouldn’t want?” 

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“He’s not poor,” Maya corrected him automatically. 

“And he didn’t give me trash.” 

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Right after saying it, Maya suddenly realized this conversation seemed to be making things sound worse and worse. 

Toby could barely breathe. 

He had never imagined Maya would defend that guy. 

Maya never spoke well of strangers. She rarely had anything positive to say even about herself. 

And yet for some man she had only known a short time, every time he said one thing, Maya contradicted Toby once. 

To him, this development was no different from Maya suddenly bringing home some broke loser in the future, then saying in a sweet, soft voice, 

“Oh, Toby, he’s not some poor nobody. He said if he eats my food now, he’ll be good to me later.” 

He could even imagine Maya getting married someday, holding up that ridiculous wire ring in front of him with sparkling eyes and saying, 

“Oh, Toby, look. This wire ring is our engagement ring!” 

Toby felt like he was about to die. 

It was not exaggerated wording. 

It was a literal physical reaction. 

His whole body was shaking. He gripped the gun in his coat pocket tightly. The sharp edge of the metal scraped against him while his rational thoughts were on the verge of collapse. 

Maya reacted quickly and hurried to hug him. “Wait, wait, wait. Don’t get mad yet. He really did give me a gift. The wire ring was just something he casually tossed to me to play with.” 

She immediately pulled out the pendant and showed him. 

“Look, this emerald necklace. It should be worth a lot, right? And he told me himself that his family is rich. He said he inherited his father’s profession.” 

Toby stared coldly at the necklace, which looked strangely familiar. He discovered something odd. When a person reached a level of absurdity and rage this extreme, even the strongest emotions could cool down instantly. 

“Isn’t it pretty, Toby?” 

No girl disliked beautiful things. 

Maya was no exception. 

Her first reaction after getting the gift had been to show Toby and try to calm him down. 

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Silence filled the air. 

But Toby did not answer. 

Maya saw that he said nothing and looked confused. “Why did you suddenly stop talking again?” 

Was that question really so hard to answer? 

The air inside the pavilion seemed frozen solid. 

Toby said nothing. 

He only stood there with his eyes lowered, biting his lower lip so hard that blood slowly seeped out, forming a vivid red drop against his overly pale skin. 

Maya looked at the drop of blood. “Your lip is bleeding.” 

Honestly, it looked kind of nice. 

Toby did not wipe it away. 

He did not even move. 

Just when Maya was feeling baffled, Toby showed a very light, very slow, somewhat strange smile. “Do you really like the gift he gave you?” 

“I do,” Maya answered honestly. “It looks expensive.” 

The green pendant was small and elegant, so it didn’t look old-fashioned at all. The craftsmanship was especially fine, and one glance at the quality showed it was valuable. 

“And it really is pretty. Don’t you think so, Toby?” 

Who knew where Drifter Guy had gotten it, but his taste was definitely solid. 

Toby closed his eyes in disbelief. Then he opened them again and forced out a sentence through sheer effort. 

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Chapter 118 The Shameless Thief 

It looked amazing.” 

Of course it did. It was his stuff. How could it not look good? 

Maya fell silent. 

Was it just her imagination? 

It sounded like Toby was grinding his teeth when he spoke. 

Toby hooked a finger under the thin chain around her neck and looked it over for a couple of seconds. After finally confirming something, and seeing that her happiness did not seem fake at all, he calmed down a little. 

“I also have a pair of bracelets that were made from the same set as this necklace. I’ll have someone bring them to you when we get home.” 

Maya instantly caught the meaning in his words. “A set? How would you have the full set?” 

“That’s a great question.” Toby’s expression stayed calm, and there was even a trace of absurd composure in his voice. “Because the bastard who stole it took it from my collection room.” 

Before she could finish being shocked. Toby had already started coldly judging George in a lofty tone. 

“Inherited the family business? Should I understand that as his father being a thief, and he’s a thief too? Maybe his whole family is a bunch of thieves.” 

As he spoke. Toby let out a cold laugh. 

“What a fine family business.” 

Maya went silent. 

She could not help taking a sharp breath. 

“This was… yours?” 

“Otherwise, what made you think that broke loser could ever get his hands on something like this?” 

He let out a short laugh. “That kind of freeloader who steals food everywhere he goes? He probably survives by living off the wind and gets diarrhea from it.” 

The bitterness in Toby’s words was practically overflowing. 

Maya could not say anything either. 

She was completely stunned. 

She had seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless. 

He had stolen from her brother. 

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How had he dared to act so confidently and call it a gift for her? 

Who gave him that kind of nerve? 

Toby saw her hanging her head in a dazed little state and felt this might be a good educational moment. 

He reached out and gently wrapped an arm around her, pulling Maya so that her head rested against his 

chest. 

In more than a year, Maya really had grown slowly. 

“Everyone who gets close to you has ulterior motives. You can’t be careless around everyone.” 

His voice came from above her head, carrying a trace of fatigue that was hard to notice. “Any man who tries to get close to you should take a bullet first. Then you tell him our family rule is that before anyone can be friends with you, they need to get shot once to prove themselves.” 

Maya’s face was pressed against him, and she could not help making one last attempt to defend herself. 

“I really didn’t mean it like that. I wasn’t trying to speak up for him. I don’t even like him.” 

She was just helpless when it came to dangerous people like that. 

If she unfortunately ran into one, what else could Maya do besides act dumb in front of him? 

It was not like she could point at his face and call him an extremist criminal who belonged in prison. 

If she dared to do that, the one sleeping underground the next second would be her. 

“Toby, why do you always love lecturing me so much?” Maya hugged him, unable to understand. 

She never saw Toby trying to lecture Alfred. 

“I can judge things for myself. You don’t need to manage me.” 

Really. 

Maya felt like every time it involved her, Toby got furious enough to die. 

“I’ve never understood why you’re so bad at relying on other people to solve problems when you’re just a little kid.” 

He seemed genuinely confused as he stared at her, mouth slightly open, muttering to himself. 

“An early rebellious phase?” 

Maya said, “You’re the one with a rebellious phase. I’m only six.” 

As soon as she said it, her feet suddenly left the ground. 

She was picked up completely. 

Not like when he normally led her by the hand, but actually lifted solidly into the air like a sack of tiny 

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