Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1656

Kurt froze. Was her reaction entirely normal?

“Aren’t you even a little curious about who I like?”

“Why would I care who you like? It has absolutely nothing to do with me.” Ebony Fox shot him a sideways glance and sat down on the sofa. “Since you’re here, sit down and behave. Don’t cause trouble.”

Kurt stood off to the side, looking utterly defeated and helpless.

What did she mean, 'nothing to do with her'?

She was the one he liked!

“You—”

Kurt gritted his teeth, just about to speak his mind, when a knock sounded at the door. Her assistant’s voice filtered through. “Ebony Fox, I brought the files.”

Sipping her soup, Ebony Fox said casually, “Get the door.”

“Oh.”

All the courage Kurt had barely managed to scrape together instantly deflated.

He opened the door.

The assistant walked in and immediately sniffed the air. “That smells amazing. Definitely not the hotel breakfast.”

“Here are the files you asked for.”

“Sit down and have some.” Ebony Fox took the documents and handed her a fork.

“I already ate.” The assistant waved her hands frantically, staring down at the pastries with a puzzled frown. “Wait, the hotel doesn’t serve these. Did you order delivery?”

“No.” Ebony Fox tipped her chin up, entirely unbothered. “Kurt brought it.”

“Mr. Schwartz?”

The assistant whipped her head toward Kurt, biting her fingernail as her eyes darted back and forth.

So he stayed up all night and skipped sleep just to make breakfast for Ebony Fox?

Connecting that to everything else he’d been doing for her lately...

The assistant's eyes widened, her confusion morphing into pure shock.

No way. No way.

Does Kurt actually have a thing for Ebony Fox?

But wait, isn't his brother married to Ebony Fox's best friend?

If Kurt pursues her, won't the family dynamic be incredibly awkward?

Or maybe she was just completely overthinking it?

“Yeah.”

Kurt gave a tight nod, deliberately changing the subject. “What time does the exhibition match start?”

Secure her spot with a baby?

Without her parents' approval, that girl could be pregnant with a literal goldmine and she still wouldn’t set foot inside the Schwartz family home.

—

The exhibition arena.

Ebony Fox was dressed in a casual black outfit, a large duffel bag slung over one shoulder as she strolled lazily into the venue.

“That’s the owner of Fox's Den? She looks like a kid. Probably hasn't been in the industry long.”

“Look at how scrawny she is. Are we sure she even boxes? Maybe she just takes those cardio kickboxing classes.”

A chorus of mocking laughter erupted from the group of men.

“I have no idea why Mr. Saxon insisted on inviting her. When she starts crying in the ring later, I’m definitely not going to be the one to comfort her!”

“If you’re not comforting her, neither are we!”

“It’s purely for ratings,” one of the men declared with total confidence. “She might look weak, but she’s stunning. Crying her eyes out will just make her look tragically beautiful and win over the crowd.”

The viewership would definitely skyrocket.

“What the hell did you just say?” Hearing this, Kurt practically launched himself forward, ready to throw punches.

“Don’t do it.” The assistant yanked him back, whispering frantically, “Ebony Fox definitely heard them too. Why do you think her face is so blank?”