Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 483

By the time Shanley and his men gave chase, their car was already far down the road.

“Boss, why did Specter suddenly retreat?” Flint asked, confused. “That’s not like him at all.”

“And another thing,” Flint added, scratching his head and muttering, “Specter seemed different than before, almost… younger.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Shanley said, his deep-set eyes narrowing slowly. “He’ll be at the Hacker Competition. We’ll have our chance.”

Truth be told, neither side was fully prepared for this confrontation. If more people had been involved, there would have been casualties. Besides, Specter seemed to be in a hurry to deal with something else, trying to eliminate him quickly.

“Let’s head back.”

“Yes, sir.”

Flint got into the driver’s seat, his mind still on Specter. It was strange. He’d gotten a good look at Specter’s back, and it felt incredibly familiar. A bit like… Ms. Payne!

But then he dismissed the thought. Ms. Payne was just a kid; how could she possibly be that old veteran, Specter? Besides, she was resting back at the hotel. The gunshot must have been making him see things.

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On the way back, Shanley took off his mask and carefully examined the cut on his face in a small mirror. It was right on his lip. The wound wasn't large, but it was noticeable.

Damn it! He tried to conceal it but found it difficult. He hoped Juniper wouldn’t mind.

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At the hotel, Juniper rushed into her room, calmly washed her face, and dove under the covers, pretending nothing had happened.

Ten minutes later, Shanley gently pushed the bedroom door open.

“Juniper,” he said, his voice husky as he gently took her hand. His deep eyes narrowed. “Don’t touch me like that. It’s dangerous.”

“Oh?” Seeing the way he was staring at her, Juniper’s interest was piqued. She leaned in even closer. “How dangerous?”

They were so close that the slightest movement would bring them into contact.

Shanley’s throat tightened. He knew he had little resistance when it came to her. He was already trying his best to hold back, but if she was going to deliberately provoke him…

He was a normal man, after all.

“Do you want to find out?”

Shanley’s lips curved into a slight smile as he leaned forward, his gaze burning as it fixed on her pink lips. Yes. He wanted to kiss her. He was willing to risk getting his legs broken by her brothers for it.