Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 971

The CR store manager praised Juniper endlessly, his joy entirely genuine.

And for good reason.

Years ago, his little grandson had fallen gravely ill. They had visited countless hospitals, but no doctor could offer a solution. It was on the agonizing trip home, essentially waiting for the inevitable, that they ran into this absolute lifesaver.

She went to incredible lengths—running experimental tests, trekking to the peaks of snowy mountains to source rare medicinal herbs... After exhaustive efforts, she finally dragged his grandson back from death's door.

She truly had a heart of gold.

She hadn't taken a single dime. When she left, she accepted only two pieces of chocolate as her fee.

Such a monumental debt of gratitude couldn't possibly be repaid with a few pieces of candy.

"It really is the CR store manager!" Someone in the crowd gasped in recognition. "I've seen him online, I definitely wouldn't mistake him."

"My god, did Juniper Payne actually get the manager himself to make chocolates for her?"

"So the chocolates she brought aren't just real; they're entirely unique in the world!"

"Since the manager is right there on the screen, have him take a look at the ones Sheryl gave..."

Hearing this, Sheryl stiffened. All the color drained from her face as her heart pounded against her ribs.

Just moments earlier, she had quietly texted the friend who bought the chocolates for her. After pressing them relentlessly, the friend finally admitted the chocolates were fakes. They had even made excuses, claiming the replicas were so meticulously crafted that not even the CR manager would be able to tell the difference.

"These chocolates?" Before Sheryl could process her panic, the manager's voice echoed clearly from the phone. "Our shop has been closed for renovations recently. Aside from the bespoke box you have there, we haven't sold a single piece of chocolate to anyone."

"Those three boxes in the trash? Honestly, they're fakes."

Fakes?

The guests' jaws dropped, their eyes wide with shock. After all that drama, the wealthy, high-society darling Sheryl Yardley had gifted counterfeits.

Talk about the pot calling the kettle black!

"The Yardley family is supposed to be well-off. How do you end up buying knock-off chocolates?"

"She was just trying to suck up to Miranda. We all know exactly what her endgame was!"

"She got a little too arrogant just because she thought she had some connection to Mr. Schwartz."

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