Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 319

"I've still got a few things to wrap up here, you can head home," Jimmie said, picking up Juniper's backpack and handing her a mango juice.

"Alright," Juniper nodded, taking the juice and starting to leave.

"Juniper," Jimmie called out just as she was about to go. "About the news online..."

"Ignore it," Juniper said nonchalantly, taking a sip of her juice, her expression unconcerned.

Some things only get more complicated with an explanation. They were just questioning her talent and her right to be the lead in his video. In that case, she'd let the final product speak for itself. A war of words was pointless. She preferred action over talk. And action was much simpler.

"Okay," Jimmie nodded. He walked Juniper to the door and said softly, "I'll listen to you. We'll announce our relationship whenever you say the word."

Their relationship? Myra, who had been trailing behind them, practically swooned. Her ship was real! So Mr. Tate and Master Lunar really were a couple. With their looks, bodies, and talent, they were a perfect match!

"Mr. Tate, the director is looking for you," an assistant interrupted.

"Okay," Jimmie said. He gave Juniper a few last-minute instructions, his eyes briefly sweeping over Myra as he turned to leave.

Myra immediately clamped her mouth shut, putting on her most sincere "I heard nothing, I saw nothing" expression. Master Lunar had been so good to her; she would definitely keep their secret. She'd just have to ship them in private.

"Goodbye, Mr. Tate," Myra said respectfully, bowing her head.

Once Jimmie was out of sight, Myra scurried over to Juniper.

"Oh, you figured that out?" Juniper blinked, feigning surprise. Then again, she thought, it wasn't that surprising. Jimmie was always so attentive to her, and they looked so much alike; it was natural for Myra to connect the dots.

"Thanks," Juniper said, patting Myra's shoulder with a small smile.

"Of course, Master Lunar." Myra's cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

Just then, Juniper's phone rang. A soft smile spread across her face as she saw the caller ID. "Hello?"

"Okay," she said in a lazy tone.

A moment later, a sleek black sports car pulled up. Myra didn't recognize the brand, but it looked incredibly expensive.