Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1775

Miranda was passionately introducing her snacks, listing off which ones tasted the best and which ones wouldn't make you gain weight.

"This one! This chocolate one is so good, you wouldn't even notice if your husband dropped dead!"

Juniper: "?"

Hayden: "?"

Shanley: "?"

Miranda, listen to yourself. Is that really appropriate?

"Uh."

Catching the four sharp stares directed at her, Miranda froze for a couple of seconds before flashing an awkward but polite smile. "I just mean, it's super delicious. You know?"

"We know."

Hayden stared at his wife gently, his eyes brimming with absolute adoration.

Shanley pursed his lips, entirely unamused.

Sure, just keep spoiling her.

"Sweetie, and this potato chip flavor, I bet you've never tried anything like it."

Miranda was acting like a relentless door-to-door salesman, chattering away as she showed off her stash to Juniper.

Juniper's responses the entire time were:

"Okay."

"Nice."

"Oh."

"Ah."

Shanley let out an exasperated laugh. He stepped forward, ruthlessly breaking up the enthusiasm. "That's enough. Juniper can look at them when we get home."

"Right, it is getting a bit late." Miranda checked her watch and asked, "Why don't you guys stay the night at the estate?"

"I refuse!"

Shanley frowned instantly, pulling Juniper into his arms.

Every time they stayed at the estate, he ended up losing his wife to the women in the house.

Absolutely, entirely refused.

"Tsk."

Miranda crossed her arms over her chest, letting out a cold laugh. "Look at you being so dramatic. It's not like someone is going to kidnap her."

"Who knows?"

Shanley raised an eyebrow, tilting his chin toward his father. "Why don't you ask Hayden if he's willing to let you chat with me instead of going back to your room?"

"He—"

"I refuse!" Before Miranda could even finish her sentence, Hayden immediately stated his stance.

Eventually.

It was a knock on the door that saved all four of their dignities.

"Sir, Ma'am, the Ainsworth family is here," a maid's voice called out from the hall. "Amos Ainsworth brought quite a few gifts as well."

The Ainsworth family?

Miranda instinctively looked at Juniper, her brow furrowing deeply. "They have some nerve, actually daring to show their faces at our door."

"Don't worry, Juniper. The Schwartz family will absolutely not tolerate people like them."

"I know."

Juniper nodded.

"The elders said you all don't need to go downstairs. If you're interested, you can just watch from the monitors," the maid added. "Hector and Monique have already gone up to the attic."

"Understood."

Miranda replied softly, then turned to Juniper. "Sweetie, want to go watch the show?"

"Sure."

Juniper figured they had nothing else to do anyway.

She was genuinely curious.

She wanted to see exactly how utterly shameless the Ainsworth family could be.