Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1600

"Since when are you so good with sweet talk?"

Juniper leaned back slightly, dodging the man's kiss. Her starry eyes studied him intently. "Did Mr. Schwartz secretly take a masterclass behind my back?"

"Do you like it?"

Shanley gripped her slender waist, pulling her flush against him, his nose affectionately brushing against her cheek.

He had just stepped out of the shower. Drops of water slid down the sharp, chiseled lines of his face. Through the thin silk of his pajamas, his body heat radiated against her.

"It's alright."

Juniper arched an eyebrow, offering a wicked smile before leaning in to kiss his lips. "Want to play a game today?"

"Mhm?"

Shanley's mind instantly went wonderfully blank, completely entranced by her. His eyes grew terrifyingly dark, his voice dropping to a gravelly whisper. "What kind of game?"

"To the bedroom."

Juniper buried her face against his chest, biting playfully at his skin right through the silk pajamas.

"Hiss—"

Shanley's brow furrowed sharply. Without a second thought, he swept her into his arms and carried her swiftly into the bedroom.

Juniper pushed him back onto the bed, smoothly rolling over to straddle him.

Well...

How to put this. Mr. Schwartz was thoroughly satisfied with the game and strongly suggested they incorporate such 'activities' more often in the future.

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Exhausted from both the day's and the night's events.

Juniper slept right through until noon the next day, waking up with a sudden start.

She completely forgot to reply to Tucker.

She propped her heavy body up and scrambled to find her phone.

"If you don't make it, we just delay the wedding, simple as that." Hannah held Juniper's hand, absolutely adoring her. "If we have to, we'll celebrate for a whole month straight until the bride returns."

Saying this, the older woman leaned in close, offering a cheeky grin. "This little rascal makes a ridiculous amount of money. No need to save a dime of it for him."

"Mhm." Juniper cast a glance over at Shanley.

"Grandma, don't go spreading rumors." Shanley sat on the adjacent sofa, his posture elegant and completely relaxed, a lazy smile playing on his lips. "Every cent your grandson makes goes straight to your granddaughter-in-law. Right now, I'm just a regular working stiff."

"I don't believe a word that comes out of your mouth." Hannah scoffed, turning to Juniper. "Is it true? Or is he bluffing?"

Juniper's eyes crinkled into a smile. "It's true."

"Oh, is that so." Hannah rubbed her nose, looking a bit sheepish, but quickly rebounded. "No matter, I'll pay for it. Or we'll have Hayden pay for it. We have more than enough money."

"I'm just worried about people gossiping." Juniper was genuinely touched, leaning affectionately into Hannah's shoulder.

After all, the Schwartz family was a deeply prominent and respected name in Borealia. A single misstep could easily land them in the headlines for years.

"Who cares what outsiders say!" Hannah's gaze sharpened, her tone turning fierce. "You do whatever makes you happy. If anyone dares to breathe a single word of criticism, watch me tear their mouth right off."