Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 330

“Qadir, point the camera at the stage and get ready to count down from three.”

As soon as Juniper spoke, all the lights on the field suddenly went out. A beautiful, melodic piece of instrumental music began to play, filling the entire field.

Everyone looked up at the stage in confusion.

“Is that… a cappella? It sounds like Mr. Tate’s voice,” a die-hard fan in the crowd shouted excitedly.

What? Before anyone could process what was happening, a single spotlight illuminated the stage, revealing Jimmie sitting on a high stool. He was dressed in a simple white shirt and black pants, a black guitar resting on his casually crossed leg. His eyes were closed as he softly hummed the melody of one of his most famous songs.

"Ahhh! It is! It's his voice!"

"Oh my god, Jimmie Tate is really here! Juniper wasn't lying!"

"She really did it! She got Jimmie Tate to come!"

"Jimmie Tate! Jimmie Tate!"

The entire student body leaped to their feet, their cheers and screams echoing through the night.

The mood in the Aurora High livestream chat flipped instantly. The entire screen was flooded with question marks.

[Wait, what? Why is Jimmie Tate singing at this crappy school?]

[Girls, I think I’m hallucinating! My eyes are playing tricks on me!]

Lowering his status to sing for a bunch of private school students? It was preposterous!

“It’s very possible,” Yelena said, lost in thought. A few seconds later, a vicious look crossed her face. “Didn’t Juniper star in Mr. Tate’s music video? I thought it was strange when they picked her. There are so many talented dancers out there. Why her? What does she have besides a pretty face? Now I get it.”

A cold, cruel smile spread across Yelena’s lips. “I never would have guessed that cousin of Janet’s had such seductive wiles. First, she hooks up with Shanley’s driver, and now she’s got Mr. Tate coming down from his pedestal for her.”

So, Juniper had seduced Jimmie? Yolanda remained silent, clenching her jaw so hard it ached.

“What do you think would happen,” Yelena mused with a sneer, “if we posted all of her dirty laundry online? She’s just an orphan with no background and no future. She got zeroes on her last exams. Getting rid of trash like her would be easy.”

Once the news broke, Jimmie’s fans would tear her to shreds. The thought of it made Yelena tremble with excitement.