Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 762

Hearing Juniper's words, a slight smile played on Shanley's lips. He carefully straightened her coat and brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead. "Never mind one Huntsman Institute. If you wanted to take down the entire continent, I'd make it happen."

Juniper looked at him, and the storm of anxiety in her heart gradually calmed.

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Back at Eclara University, Juniper had just stepped onto campus when she heard the news: Byron had been taken in for investigation and was facing serious prison time. The university had offered the position of Head of the Computer Science Department to Tucker, but the old man had refused.

His reasoning was simple: being a department head meant dealing with university administration, placating teachers and students, and enduring endless meetings and reports. Where would he find the time for his research? After much consideration, Tucker had decisively turned it down.

"Master, you're not angry, are you?" Tucker asked cautiously, obsequiously placing a milkshake and snacks in front of her.

"It's what I expected," Juniper said with a knowing smile as she sipped her milkshake. "If you don't want to be the department head, then don't be."

If he took the job, his workload would skyrocket, and she'd probably have to clean up his messes. It was better this way.

"I need to request some time off." Juniper placed a leave request form on the table, handed a pen to Tucker, and said bluntly, "Sign it."

"Time off?" Tucker held the pen, asking tentatively, "What are you up to?"

Juniper didn't say a word, her clear eyes just fixed on the old man.

"Alright, alright!" Tucker, so startled he almost dropped the pen, hastily signed his name. "Master, please come back soon!" he couldn't help but add. There were still so many research problems in the lab he couldn't figure out without her.

"Deal," Juniper nodded. Before leaving, she made sure to stuff all of Tucker's snacks into her bag.

"Ah—" Tucker's heart broke. He bit on a handkerchief, not daring to protest.

Gone. It was all gone. The girl had swept through his stash like a one-woman raiding party, leaving nothing behind.

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