Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 754

At Cloudscape Community, Jimmie Tate, Harold Houston, and Melvin Steele sat in a neat row on the sofa. Jimmie’s face was a mask of cold fury, Harold was clutching an ashtray, and Melvin was brandishing a club thicker than his arm. The living room was terrifyingly silent, the air thick with murderous intent.

“Juniper, come here.” Seeing the pair arrive together, their fingers intertwined, Melvin immediately barked the order.

Juniper was genuinely exhausted and had no energy to deal with the three of them. Her eyes shifted to Shanley. “Take off your shirt.”

“Huh? Oh.” Shanley, momentarily stunned, obediently began to unbutton his shirt.

“What are you doing?”

The three brothers were completely thrown by this sudden development. They were here to settle a score. Why was he taking his clothes off?

The next second, Shanley’s shirt came open, revealing a muscular chest. Under the bright lights, the bloody wound was especially jarring.

All three of them frowned in unison. The guy was injured?

“What happened?” Jimmie asked, his brow furrowed. “That looks serious.”

“Gunshot wound,” Juniper yawned, speaking nonchalantly. “My people did it.”

“What?!”

Jimmie and Harold’s eyes flew open in shock, while Melvin audibly gasped. Did a little lovers' quarrel really need to get this violent?

“I’ve already taken my revenge,” Juniper said with a slight smile, her tone unhurried. “If you aren’t satisfied, feel free to take another shot.”

As Jimmie walked past, he paused for a second and opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately said nothing. The man was hopelessly in love. Nothing he said would matter. Besides, knowing his sister, she would never have truly harmed Shanley. It was either an accident caused by her subordinates, or… this was all an elaborate ruse orchestrated by Shanley to win sympathy. The second possibility seemed far more likely.

“Ahem.” Shanley covered his chest and coughed, guiltily averting his gaze from Jimmie’s knowing eyes.

“Tsk.” Melvin also paused, giving Shanley a thumbs-up and managing to spit out two words: “Bad. Ass.” If anyone ever dared to question Shanley’s sincerity again, he would be the first to object.

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After the three brothers left, Dana finally dared to emerge from the kitchen, her eyes red as she looked at Juniper. “Ms. Payne, I almost thought you…”

“I had something to take care of, and I lost my phone,” Juniper said, feeling a pang of guilt. She had been so busy with matters at Base No. 1 that she’d neglected everything else. “It won’t happen again.”