Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 772

"Specter, Ebony Fox…" Westly pressed a finger to his nose, his eyes scanning the surroundings as he spoke with dead seriousness. "Take the west path. Stay away from the river channel."

Ewan's men had already made their move, and the Sigma Network was on its way. They were caught in a pincer attack. As strong as they were, they'd be outnumbered and at a disadvantage.

"Oh," Juniper said, giving Westly a long, curious look.

Had she really beaten him into submission? When she first arrived, he looked like he wanted to kill her.

"Thanks," she said politely, a corner of her mouth lifting. "If you're ever interested in joining the Subterra Vanguard, come find me. I can cure the poison in your system, and the pay is definitely better than here."

Juniper gave the man one last look before tightening her hold on Ebony Fox.

Westly froze, clearly considering Specter's offer.

To be honest, he was tired of working for Ewan, but the poison in his body forced him to rely on the Huntsman Institute's antidote. But Specter said she could cure him? The poison was incredibly difficult to neutralize; he had consulted countless famous doctors to no avail. Within the Institute, perhaps only the divine doctor Nocturne might stand a chance.

Could Specter really do it?

"Which way to the river channel?" Juniper asked slowly.

"That way." Westly pointed instinctively before the reality of her question hit him. His mixed-race features twisted in astonishment. "You're going to the river channel? Do you have a death wish?"

"Me, die?" A wicked, wild smile played on Juniper's pink lips. Her cool voice rang out, each word deliberate. "The person who can kill me hasn't been born yet."

With that, Juniper, still carrying Ebony Fox, turned and walked toward the river channel.

Fearing she would jostle her sister, Juniper kept her pace steady and smooth.

Watching her go, Westly shook his head in astonishment, his eyes filled with admiration.

Damn. No wonder she became the leader of the Subterra Vanguard at such a young age. That kind of audacity? Absolutely fearless.

"When's our leader making his move?" Westly asked a subordinate curiously.

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