Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 260

The thought sent Jimmie's mind into a tailspin, but he quickly calmed himself.

No, that couldn't be right. He knew Shanley's character. He wasn't the type to prey on someone so close to him. He was probably just treating Juniper like the little sister he never had, and this was simply a brother's affection.

Yes, that had to be it. Reassuring himself with this logic, Jimmie felt much better.

...

After dinner, Jimmie brought up the topic of their newly discovered brother.

"I heard he's returned to the country," Jimmie began. "But he's extremely cautious and has released very little information. All we know for sure is that he was also in a shipwreck fifteen years ago and was separated from his parents and siblings."

Few people knew about the shipwreck from fifteen years ago, aside from those involved and skilled private investigators. Based on that information alone, they were ninety percent certain this person was related to them.

He's back in the country? Juniper, who was nibbling on pistachios, raised an eyebrow. Melvin had also returned recently. The similarities were piling up.

"Since Juniper dislikes Cybernetic Shadows, I hired Binary Oracle instead," Jimmie said.

"You hired them?" Juniper looked up.

"I did," Jimmie nodded with a small smile. "Don't worry, I've already paid them, so Cybernetic Shadows won't get a dime."

As he said this, he shot a look at Shanley.

Paid them? Juniper pulled out her phone and messaged her team at Binary Oracle to ask about it. They still didn't know she was Jimmie's sister.

When they heard her asking about Jimmie Tate's case, the team members were ecstatic.

[Boss, Mr. Tate is loaded! He offered fifty million for this job.]

That evening, Juniper sat at her desk, her fingers flying across the keyboard. On the screen was the information Melvin had sent her just three minutes prior, which he'd only agreed to release after confirming she would be handling the case personally.

She opened the file, her heart tightening with each key detail she read. She slowly scrolled down and saw the most crucial point: The youngest sister was three years old. During the shipwreck, she was rescued by a fishing boat.

Juniper's hand clenched into a fist, her palm growing damp with cold sweat. If what Melvin said was true, it meant there was a very high probability he was her brother, missing for fifteen years.

While the information matched, a DNA test was the only thing that could provide conclusive proof. It looked like she'd have to pluck one of his hairs.

Juniper picked up her phone and sent a message to Melvin: [Let's meet tomorrow afternoon.]

After the message sent, she stood up and headed for the bathroom.

At that exact moment, Shanley walked in with a plate of fruit and saw her phone screen, the chat with Melvin still open.