Villain’s Favorite 179

Chapter 179 You Don’t Get to Choose Twice 

Thomas’s lips moved, but no sound came out. 

A thousand thoughts flashed through his mind. In the end, only one line stayed: “Don’t come looking for me.” 

He looked at the girl in front of him. She stood there calm and steady. 

No hate. No anger. Not even a trace of curiosity or hope toward her real father. 

That hurt more than anything. 

He would rather she hated him. 

Hated him for not finding her sooner. Cried in his arms and blamed him. Anything would be better than this coldness. 

“Oh, right.” Maya seemed to remember something. 

“You don’t have to look at me like that,” she said. “You already found a better daughter, didn’t you, sir?” 

She smiled. “We even go to the same school. 

“If you already have a better kid, then you can’t be greedy. I don’t need you. It wouldn’t be fair to her.” 

The color drained from Thomas’s face. He stared at her, stunned. He raised a hand, trying to explain. 

“Maya, I’m a terrible father. I-I’ll change. I won’t stay like this forever. Back then, I just needed something to hold on to. I’ve been looking for you.” 

Maya looked at him, puzzled. 

“You’re not a kid anymore,” she said. “No one’s going to wait for you to change. Do you really expect a child to adjust to you?” 

He had no answer. 

Thomas had never imagined a day a child would leave him speechless. 

“I’ll send her away,” he said suddenly, thinking this was about Kaia. “The day after tomorrow, okay? I’ll rush her paperwork tomorrow and get everything ready for her to go abroad.” 

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He knew sending a young girl to a foreign country wasn’t a good choice. 

But he had made the wrong choice once. 

He couldn’t make another. 

He needed Maya. 

This time, it was Maya who was stunned. 

Send her away? Kaia? 

She wasn’t moved. The whole thing felt absurd and ironic. 

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Memories of his past indifference flashed through her mind. Her voice shook before she could stop it. “Then why are you doing that now?! 

“Why not sooner? Why didn’t you choose me in the past lives?” 

There were too many questions she wanted to ask. 

But none of them seemed to matter anymore. 

The words slipped out before Maya could stop herself. She realized her voice had gotten louder. Her grip on Raymond’s hand tightened. 

“Forget it. I don’t care,” she said quickly. “You can send her away or keep her. It has nothing to do with me. I want to go home now.” 

Thomas frowned, confused by the sudden shift in her mood. 

If anything, after hearing he planned to send Kaia away, she seemed to push him even farther 

away. 

He took a step forward, trying to follow her, but the mercenaries around him blocked his path and forced him back. 

Maya didn’t look back. She got straight into the car. 

George thought the whole thing was pretty entertaining. 

Better than anything in soap operas. 

And seeing his dad look so nervous? That was rare. 

In his memory, Raymond had always been the same-lazy, a little twisted in humor, and never really serious about anything. 

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But just now, when Thomas kept talking, Raymond might have killed him if Maya hadn’t cut in 

George could see it. Maya could feel it too. 

When Raymond got into the car, she leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Dad, I thought you were going to shoot him just now.” 

Around here, the police didn’t act much, not because they couldn’t, but because the whole system was a mess. 

Rich people did whatever they wanted. Criminals danced right on the edge of the law. Things were rotten from the inside. 

As long as it wasn’t done in public, most people looked the other way. 

That might work for normal people, but Thomas wasn’t normal. 

If Raymond had shot him in public, it would’ve blown up everywhere-financial news, TV reports, etc. There was no way he could walk away clean. 

Raymond only gave a quiet response. He leaned back in his seat, like all his strength had drained away. Then he turned and looked at her, his expression hard to read. “Maya.” 

“Yeah?” she blinked. 

“That man is your biological father,” he said. “Just now, in front of him, you looked…” He paused, choosing his words. “Hurt.” 

She hadn’t sounded like she was about to cry. She was just stating facts. 

But to him, speaking that calmly often meant something deeper, like a quiet complaint about the past. 

And in that moment, he had really wanted to pull the trigger. 

He didn’t care what headlines would come the next day or what trouble they might cause. 

Maya met his dark gaze. She bit her lip, suddenly feeling like he had seen right through her. 

“I was not hurt!” 

People always slip when they talk too much. 

And dealing with someone like Raymond-sharp, patient, always picking things apart-was honestly a little terrifying. 

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