Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 19

“Keep trying,” Shanley commanded, loosening his tie. “Price is not an issue.”

His grandmother adored this designer. After failing to acquire a bracelet for her last time, he was determined to make her happy now.

“Understood,” Felton replied with a respectful nod. “Sir, you have an international conference call in thirty minutes.”

“Back to the office.”

Just as Shanley gave the order, he caught sight of a child happily skipping along with a lollipop. “Wait.”

A thought seemed to strike him, and a small smile touched his lips.

“Go to the nearest mall.”

The mall? They would miss the meeting.

“Yes, sir.” Flint, in the passenger seat, was about to object, but seeing the serious expression on his boss’s face, he knew this must be more important. He immediately gave Felton the new direction, and the car sped off.

Ten minutes later, in the snack aisle on the lower level of the mall, Felton and Flint stood frozen like statues, their jaws on the floor as they watched their boss meticulously selecting mango-flavored candies.

“So, the boss ditched a hundred-million-dollar conference call… to buy candy?” Flint turned to Felton, his mouth twitching.

“Apparently so,” Felton replied, standing ramrod straight with his hands behind his back, his expression a mixture of confusion and disbelief.

“First of all, the boss hates mangoes. Second, he wouldn’t be buying them for us…” Flint narrowed his eyes, adopting a detective-like focus. “So who are they for?”

Felton turned his head slowly and gave Flint a look that said it all.

“No way!” Flint’s mind reeled. Had the ice king finally thawed?

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