Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 408

In fact, around her, Shanley was more like a clingy puppy.

Heh. His worries had been unnecessary.

“Go on, get back to her,” Harold said with a resigned shake of his head, watching his sister crane her neck to see them. “If you stay any longer, she’ll think I’m doing something to you and come charging over here to settle the score.”

Jimmie and Melvin were easygoing enough, and he considered himself pretty reasonable… but his sister? Just thinking about her gave him a headache.

“Hmm,” Shanley replied with a smile. Business settled, he returned to the car.

“What did Harold say to you?” Juniper asked, staring at him intently.

“Nothing much,” Shanley said with a slight smile, his voice a low murmur. “Dr. Houston is a good brother.”

That one sentence said everything.

Juniper glanced back at Harold, who was still standing by the entrance, a wave of complex emotions washing over her. It was true. All of her brothers were wonderful. Which was why she couldn’t let anything happen to them.

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Back at Cloudscape Community, Juniper immediately took out her case of silver needles. She began practicing the angles for the procedure over and over, referencing the scans of Harold’s head injury. The location was incredibly tricky; the slightest mistake could lead to severe complications.

She practiced late into the night, with Shanley staying by her side the entire time, bringing her water and cutting up fruit for her. It wasn't until the first light of dawn touched the sky that she finally set the needles down.

“I’ve already called the school for you,” he said softly. “Get some sleep this morning. I’ll take you to the lab this afternoon.”

“Okay,” Juniper replied without moving, her eyes fixed on him.

“What is it?” Shanley frowned with concern. “Are your legs asleep?”

“What do you think?” Shanley asked through gritted teeth as he stirred a bowl of nourishing soup.

He had been waiting for a chance to deal with that old pervert from Binary Oracle. Perhaps defeating them would finally change his girl’s opinion of Cybernetic Shadows. This was a critical moment in his quest for her approval; he couldn’t afford any mistakes.

“Yes, sir,” the subordinate replied. “I’ll handle it right away.”

Carrying the soup, Shanley was just about to enter the bedroom when he heard the girl’s laughter.

“That old bastard actually dared to challenge me again. He learned his lesson, didn’t he?” Juniper yawned. “If I hadn’t been busy, do you think those little punks would have gotten away unscathed?”

Cybernetic Shadows lost over a billion, and their systems were fried. She felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

Shanley paused at the door, catching snippets of her conversation. She was cursing someone out. Old bastard? What old bastard?