Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1355

An astronomical sum!

"And one more thing." Shanley put the phone on speaker, scrolling his mouse through the vile, unreadable comments online. His eyes grew colder by the second. "Block every single account that is cursing at Juniper!"

"Every single one?!" Felton almost bit his tongue, asking in disbelief, "Boss, this scandal involves Jimmie too, so the fanbase is massive. If we mass-block them, Twitter might refuse to comply, and the network will probably crash."

"If Twitter refuses, throw money at them and buy the damn platform. If the network crashes..." Shanley's lips curled into a terrifying, icy sneer. "...what the hell does that have to do with me? Let it crash!"

"Felton, I want results. You've been with me for years. Do I need to teach you how to do your job?"

"No, definitely not," Felton replied hastily, clarifying his stance.

Ever since the Boss's relationship with Ms. Payne had stabilized—especially after the engagement—he had mellowed out considerably.

So much so that Felton had momentarily forgotten just how ruthless, cold-blooded, and decisive his boss used to be.

It had been a long time since he'd seen Shanley this furious. When it came to Juniper, reason ceased to exist.

"I'll handle it immediately."

The moment he hung up, Felton shoved open the doors to Cybernetic Shadows, his face deadly serious. "Have any of you ever risked your lives for a hundred million?"

"???" The hackers stared at him, bewildered.

"Moira Saxon. Female, around forty-five. Former researcher at the Albia Country lab. Vanished eighteen years ago."

"The Boss said whoever tracks her down gets a hundred million!"

How much?!

A hundred million!

The members' eyes widened in sheer disbelief. Several hackers who had already packed their bags to go home sprinted right back to their workstations.

They booted up their computers and went to war!

A hundred million! They were ready to bleed for it!

In an instant, the room was filled with the frantic, deafening clatter of keyboards.

Furious, she dialed Jimmie's number, snapping, "Where's your private jet? Send it here right now!"

"You saw the news?" Jimmie pinched the bridge of his nose, his tone infinitely patient. "Focus on your work. We're here with Juniper. She's going to be fine."

"Where is she? Is she okay?!" Luella demanded anxiously.

"She's fine," Jimmie reassured her. "Be good. Stick to your plans and don't make Juniper worry about you."

Luella hesitated, then nodded obediently. "Tell that old fox Shanley that if she gets even a scratch, I'll blow up his headquarters."

If the netizens were still running their mouths, what the hell was Cybernetic Shadows doing?!

"And as for you guys..." Luella bit her lip, her voice turning hoarse. "You're not monsters. You're victims."

"Jimmie, I will always stand by you."

"I know." A wave of warmth washed over Jimmie's chest, and a gentle smile touched his lips. "When this is all over, I'm going to marry you."

Luella's eyes stung with tears. "You better keep that promise."