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Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 903

"Is that right?" Shanley listened quietly, his expression softening with immense tenderness. "Let him have a big piece this time. He'll be thrilled."

With that, Shanley pulled out his phone and showed Juniper a photo. He had arranged for a cake to be delivered directly to Lemuel Sherwin's grave.

"Look, Grandpa got to eat his cake before we even started on ours," Shanley said with a smirk, his tone turning playfully irreverent. "I was worried he'd be lonely, so I specifically had Flint stay behind to eat with him."

Juniper cast a sideways glance at him, the lump in her throat dissolving into awkward disbelief. Was he serious? He made Flint stay at the cemetery to eat cake with her late grandfather?

She distinctly remembered Flint mentioning his intense fear of 'ghosts.' This assignment definitely counted as a workplace hazard!

"Flint has been doing a pretty good job lately," Juniper said slowly after a brief pause. "You should give him a bonus. He looks like he's about to burst into tears."

"Those are tears of joy," Shanley replied with a lazy scoff. "I promised him a house for keeping the old man company over cake."

Juniper was left entirely speechless.

"Enough about him. Blow out the candles first," Shanley urged, quickly changing the subject. It bothered him to hear her worrying about Flint.

"Okay." Juniper nodded and blew out all the candles in one breath.

"Happy birthday," Shanley said softly. "Now, it's time to open your presents."

Before she could process it, Shanley led her into another room, like they were about to open mystery boxes. The floor was covered with beautifully wrapped, colorful gift boxes. A quick glance told Juniper there were about eighteen of them.

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