Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1637

It was a sight to behold; no one could look away.

"Old fox, why aren't you participating?" Melvin frowned heavily.

"You didn't specify that the groom had to be the one posing," Shanley countered smoothly. "Next."

Melvin gritted his teeth. For the sake of the sports cars, he endured it.

"The final test."

As Melvin spoke, the bedroom door suddenly swung open.

Standing inside in a perfect line were about ten women.

They all wore identical outfits, had similar heights and builds, and their heads were completely covered by identical veils.

At a glance, they looked like copy-pasted clones.

"No touching, no smelling, no talking," Melvin said slowly, his hands shoved in his pockets. "If you can pick out which one is Juniper, you pass every single test today."

"Whoa..."

The crowd gasped, completely blindsided by this twist.

No wonder the youngest Steele was the final boss.

Who else could come up with such a devious trick?!

"Hahaha, this is like asking a blind man to watch TV or a mute to sing!"

People began whispering excitedly:

"Even without the veils, if they wore the same makeup, I'd probably hesitate."

"Now I realize the previous games were child's play."

"How on earth is he going to figure this out?"

Felton and Flint huddled together, whispering. "I think the last one looks like her."

Felton replied, "I think the one in the middle looks familiar."

"I have no idea who is who anymore."

Theia bit her lip, sighing softly. "What do you think, honey?"

Silas shook his head.

Was Melvin pushing it too far? Should they step in?

Just as everyone started to worry, Shanley's voice cut through the noise. "I know who it is."

The crowd: "Huh?"

That fast?

"What?"

"Did someone act as a mole and leak the answer?"

Ebony Fox and Coralie both whipped their heads toward Melvin, their glares sharp enough to draw blood.

Melvin frantically shook his head, looking completely innocent. "It wasn't me! I swear!"

Yes, he had gone easy on him earlier, but he hadn't told anyone about this final game.

In fact, hiding in the closet had been Juniper's own idea!

How the hell did the old fox figure it out?

"So, does this mean he passed?" someone asked.

"Yes, yes, he passed."

Theia quickly chimed in. "Let's not make it any harder on him."

Although she was reluctant to give her daughter away, seeing Shanley getting pranked so mercilessly made her feel a little bad for him.

Since the mother of the bride had spoken, no one dared object.

They all watched the couple quietly.

"Good morning, Mr. Schwartz," Juniper said, her lips curving up as she looked at the stunned man.

Shanley snapped out of his daze, his voice husky. "Good morning, Mrs. Schwartz."