Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 862

The assistant director craned his neck and strained his ears, terrified of missing a single keyword.

“...none of your business,” Juniper said slowly, a smirk playing on her lips before she turned and walked away without a backward glance.

The assistant director stood frozen, staring after her with a thoughtful expression. *Tsk, tsk.* That mischievous streak was just like Director Miranda’s. Could it be? Was she actually Director Miranda’s daughter?!

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On her way out, Juniper stopped by the restroom. As she was washing her hands, she ran into Yolanda, who was touching up her makeup at the counter.

“What are you doing here?” Yolanda’s expression changed instantly, her eyes darting around warily. *Is she jealous that I got on Director Miranda’s show? Is she trying to get Miranda’s attention and steal some of the spotlight?*

“Do you own the place?” Juniper replied coolly, glancing up languidly as she washed her hands.

“I—” Yolanda looked up, saw the “Restroom” sign, and choked on her words. Once she was sure they were alone, her true colors showed. “Director Miranda isn’t someone just anyone can meet.” As a cast member, she had only met the director for the first time today. Director Miranda had told her, “Eclara University is such a wonderful place,” and had smiled so warmly when she said it. She must have been very pleased with her. All her efforts, spending money and pulling strings to get on the show, had paid off. As for Juniper… her brother was friends with Shanley, giving her a connection. If Miranda had been interested, she would have picked her long ago. She probably pitched herself, but Miranda wasn't interested, and now she was back, refusing to give up.

“Is that so?” Juniper turned off the faucet and flicked water from her hands. Yolanda shrieked and jumped back, clutching the skirt of her dress. It was a rental for the event; she couldn’t afford to damage it. “But how do you know I’m not someone special?”

Juniper took two steps forward, a chilling curve to her lips that held no trace of a smile.

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