Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1099

Juniper sat up straight, completely losing her temper, and unleashed a barrage of insults. "Listen, you old bastard, the only reason I even considered working with you was for the payout. Do not push your luck."

"You paid me, I did the job. The base is ash, and you got your formula."

"The transaction is officially complete. Do not contact me again."

With that, she hung up again and immediately blocked his number. She then messaged Luella, explicitly ordering her to cut all ties with Sanctum Holdings.

If she didn't put this guy in his place, he'd genuinely think he owned the world.

"Let's sleep." Having handled the nuisance, Juniper tossed her phone aside, laced her fingers with Shanley's, and closed her eyes in pure satisfaction.

"I mean, I could fake my death. It's not entirely off the table," Shanley said softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"He's a piece of trash. He doesn't deserve the effort of you faking your death." Juniper kept her eyes shut, her gorgeous face twisted into a fierce scowl, looking exactly like a feral kitten ready to draw blood.

She still hadn't settled the score with him for making her blow up the base. That son of a bitch! He had it coming.

"Heh."

Shanley laughed under his breath. He pulled her a little closer, rubbing his nose affectionately against hers, his voice dropping into a dark, smoky register. "The only person who deserves the power to end me... is you."

"Yeah, yeah." Juniper let out a massive yawn, completely exhausted. "Sleep."

"Alright, sleep."

Shanley couldn't resist pressing one last kiss to her lips. He switched off the bedside lamp. Guided only by the faint silver moonlight spilling through the window, he lay there, quietly watching her.

Her body was warm against his, and for a moment, his chest felt overwhelmingly full.

Sanctum Holdings? This organization had crossed too many lines. They could not be allowed to exist any longer.

...

Meanwhile, on Wraithfall Mountain.

Staring at the screen indicating his number had been blocked, Corvus flew into a rage and violently smashed his phone against the wall.

That wretched brat! Barely out of her teens, and her temper was explosive.

"What's the status on Celine Sherwin?" Corvus demanded coldly.

"Sir, we've made progress."

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