Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 722

Wait a minute. Did he just see that villain Specter’s face fall off, only to be replaced by Ms. Payne’s?

He had to be seeing things. Flint squeezed his eyes shut, rubbed them for good measure, and opened them again.

“Holy crap!” he yelped, stumbling back a few steps. He grabbed onto Felton, who was just as dumbfounded but slightly more composed.

“Felton, Felton, I think something’s wrong with my eyes,” he whispered. “I just saw Specter turn into Ms. Payne. Do you think I’m so stressed out that I’m losing my mind?”

Felton was wondering the exact same thing. He’d already blinked countless times, but guess what? Specter was still Ms. Payne.

“It’s not just you,” Felton said, quietly inching away from Shanley. His voice was raw. “I think there’s something wrong with my eyes too.”

“Is there a possibility—and I’m just spitballing here…” Flint swallowed hard, his voice barely a whisper. “That Specter is Ms. Payne, and Ms. Payne is Specter?”

Felton’s head whipped toward Flint. Although he felt the “possibility” was terrifyingly high, he didn’t dare let himself think about it. If Ms. Payne really was Specter, he couldn’t imagine what would happen next.

The two men locked eyes, then simultaneously glanced at their boss, whose expression was even more horrified than theirs. Their gazes were filled with pity.

Damn it. Maybe the two of them should just make a run for it. Otherwise… Ms. Payne was going to kill them both, wasn't she?

Shanley stared at the familiar face before him, then down at the mask in his hand. He looked back and forth between the mask and the girl who had been a man just moments ago. His mind was in complete disarray, his features contorted with confusion.

She gave a cold, contemptuous smirk. “It was your masterpiece from three years ago, after all. Your aim was impeccable. You almost killed me.”

Her words left Shanley utterly stunned, his face a mask of pure shock. Very few people knew about the time he’d shot Specter in the head three years ago. Moreover, Juniper had pointed to the exact location of the wound.

So it was true. Juniper and Specter were the same person. She was the leader of Subterra Vanguard. No wonder she despised Cybernetic Shadows so much.

Juniper’s gaze shifted to Felton and Flint. “Well?” she asked coldly. “Do I need to personally ask you to untie Luella?”

“No!” Felton and Flint shook their heads frantically, rushing forward so fast they collided with each other.