Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1239

Miranda pulled a chair right up next to Theia, linking their arms. Once she started talking, she simply couldn't stop. She spent the first twenty minutes praising Juniper, and the next twenty thoroughly roasting her own son.

"Theia, you have no idea how desperately I wanted a daughter exactly like Juniper," Miranda sighed, tapping the table in mock frustration. "But what can you do? My useless husband over there couldn't give me a girl."

Hayden Schwartz, who was in the middle of pouring Silas a drink, nearly fumbled the bottle.

Silas Blackwood pressed his lips together, fighting incredibly hard to keep a neutral expression. He had four beautiful daughters. He had done exceptionally well in that department!

"Pfft—" Theia couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.

She never expected her future mother-in-law to be so vibrant and warm. It was obvious Miranda genuinely adored Juniper. With a family like this, there would never be any toxic drama.

The stiff, nervous smile on Theia’s face melted into genuine joy. She completely relaxed, and soon the two women were chatting like lifelong friends.

Theia even shared a story from Juniper’s childhood. Apparently, little Juniper had once fallen into an ornamental koi pond while trying to sneak some snacks. When Silas had finally fished her out, dripping wet and sobbing, her first words had been, "My snacks are soggy! What do I do? What do I do?!"

"She was that cute?!" Hannah, Shanley's grandmother, chuckled warmly.

Juniper’s siblings all turned to stare at her, grinning broadly.

Juniper shot a dangerous sideways glance at Shanley. Oh, he was laughing too? He actually dared to laugh at her?

Juniper gave him a single, warning frown. Shanley’s smile vanished instantly. He obediently placed more food on her plate, quickly changing the subject. "That's enough about Juniper. Mom, you forgot the most important part."

"Oh! Right!" Miranda snapped back to attention, signaling her husband to present the betrothal list.

A massive, velvet-bound folder was opened. Inside, thousands of items were listed in impeccable calligraphy. It was a stack as thick as a novel.

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