"Heh." A low, magnetic chuckle escaped Shanley's throat as he listened to her complaint. "While it's true I need to work hard and save up for our wedding, I'm not so broke that I can't cover something like that."
Besides, while Dr. Zigmund could be sharp-tongued, his earlier words had been quite pleasant. He'd wished them a long and happy life together. Shanley couldn't think of a nicer sentiment.
"That's not it…" Juniper stopped walking and looked up at him, her expression serious. "He's desperate for the Orient Country's medical field to make a breakthrough, so he's been conducting a lot of experiments on himself that are damaging to his health. That's why I got angry and smashed his equipment."
If he didn't have the money, he couldn't buy new instruments. Fewer dangerous experiments meant he might just live a few years longer.
"So that's the reason," Shanley said, a little stunned. He hadn't realized she had such a soft heart, willing to take the blame without ever explaining herself.
"In that case..." Shanley considered for a moment. "How about I send him some rare medicines and some new, safer equipment to soothe his wounded pride?"
"That works," Juniper agreed after a thought.
When she'd smashed his lab, the old man hadn't been able to win the argument and had snuck off to the bathroom to cry. He'd seemed genuinely heartbroken.
"Alright," Shanley nodded, squeezing her hand again. "I'll have Flint arrange it immediately."
Meanwhile, in the car, Dr. Zigmund pulled out his phone and edited Shanley's contact name to "My Golden Goose."
...
Back in the living room, Kent and Hannah were still engrossed in conversation with Harold. Ever since they learned he was Juniper's biological brother, the elderly couple had become even warmer and more gracious toward him.
"Don't you worry," Kent assured him, patting his chest. "With us here, we will never let Juniper be wronged. If Shanley dares to mistreat her, we'll break both his legs."
"Okay." Juniper rested her head gently on his shoulder, a faint smile playing on her lips.
Kurt was a decent guy with real talent. Once he recovered, she'd get him into the racing association. With him and her brother managing it together, the Orient Country's racing scene would be unstoppable.
...
About ten minutes later, the car pulled up in front of a villa. Shanley led Juniper inside, but as they reached the door, they could hear Kurt's loud shouts.
"Ah, the Racing Goddess! My queen! I love you! You're the absolute best!"
Shanley's brow furrowed as he looked inside.

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