Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 417

"Master, please don't mind him," Dr. Zigmund explained hastily, breaking out in a cold sweat and forcing a smile. "This foolish boy…"

"He's my brother," Juniper interrupted calmly.

"Brother?" Dr. Zigmund paused for a second before nodding. "When did you two become sworn siblings? Isn't that against protocol?"

He called Juniper 'Master', and Harold was his student. By rights, he should call Juniper 'Grandmaster'. If they were sworn siblings... that would put him in a very awkward position.

"My biological brother," Juniper clarified.

"Bio... biological brother?" Dr. Zigmund's eyes widened as he looked back and forth between Juniper and Harold. He'd never heard that the Houstons had another child. Besides, they didn't look anything alike.

"That's right." Fearing Dr. Zigmund's brain might short-circuit, Harold stepped in to explain. "I've had some issues with the Houston family, but Juniper is indeed my youngest sister."

"Youngest sister?" Dr. Zigmund stammered, his mind struggling to keep up.

"Correct," Harold nodded with a smile. "Besides her, I have two brothers. I'll introduce you all someday when there's time."

Dr. Zigmund stood there, utterly dumbfounded. What was happening? He hadn't seen Harold in a month, and somehow in that time, his student had become his Master's brother?

"So," Harold continued after clarifying their relationship, clearing his throat and deliberately lowering his voice, "if you ever think about using me as cheap labor again, making me water your flowers and tend your garden, I'll just have to tell my little sister."

"You—" Dr. Zigmund's face darkened. He glared at Harold, so angry his bald head seemed to gleam even brighter.

"'You' what?" Harold grinned, looking quite pleased with himself. "I have a sister now!"

"You brat!" Dr. Zigmund seethed through clenched teeth. "You've finally found someone to hide behind!"

"Well..." Juniper took a bite of a small bread roll, her voice soft but firm. "If the process is fair and impartial, he shouldn't have any problem."

"That's a relief," Dr. Zigmund said, clutching his chest.

Then, Juniper's voice cut in again, cool and sharp. "But do you really think they'll be fair?"

Dr. Zigmund's smile froze on his face. Of course not. Not only would they be unfair, but they would do everything in their power to exclude anyone from the Orient Country.

"I'll do my best in the time I have left," Harold said, his voice hoarse.

He licked his chapped lips, dark circles visible under his eyes. He had already been pushing himself to his limits recently.