Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 459

Hearing the excitement in Flint's voice, Shanley looked up from his work. “What’s the situation?”

“Sir,” Flint said, suppressing a grin as he handed over his phone, “this is a video from the scene.”

Shanley’s stern expression softened into a fond, gentle smile as he listened to the conversation between Juniper and her captors. She gets carsick and needs to sit in the front? Kidnapped? With her fearless demeanor, she looked more like the leader of the kidnappers than their victim.

“Should I send someone to keep an eye on Ms. Payne?” Flint asked.

“No need,” Shanley replied, a slight curve to his lips. “Those thugs are barely a warm-up for her. She’s been stressed with her studies lately, so let her have some fun.”

Have some fun? Flint’s jaw nearly dropped. These four were notoriously ruthless in the underworld... and they were just a plaything for Ms. Payne? Incredible!

“Also...” Flint paused before continuing his report. “The Wilcox family is preparing to make a move on Janet.”

“Are her bodyguards in place?”

“Yes, sir,” Flint confirmed. “Felton is leading the team personally. There won’t be any issues.”

“Good.” Shanley nodded in satisfaction. He then picked up his phone and called Dana. “Make a few extra dishes tonight. Juniper will have worked up an appetite.”

“What is Ms. Payne doing?” Dana asked.

“Right now, she’s being kidnapped. Later...” Shanley paused, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. “There might be a fight.”

It was strenuous work, after all. She’d be hungry.

“What??” Dana exclaimed.

The leader stared at Juniper, feeling a rush of heat. Damn. That face, that body, that aura... she was hotter than any movie star. It would be a waste not to take a taste.

“Alright,” the leader said, unbuckling his belt. “You guys wait your turn. I’m—”

As he spoke, he reached a grimy hand toward Juniper’s face. But just inches away, Juniper’s eyes snapped open. She lashed out with a single kick, sending the leader flying. He landed hard, struggling to catch his breath.

“Get her...” the leader gasped, clutching his stomach. “Get that little bitch and hold her down...”

“Yes!”

The other goons, who had been stripping off their clothes, froze for a second before rushing forward.