Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 875

Her appearing on this show, especially if her personality turned out to be just as appealing, would be the ultimate trump card. Yolanda couldn't even compare; she wasn't even in the same league.

“Willow.” Willow extended her hand, carefully observing Juniper as she greeted her. Straightforward, not pretentious or fake. She liked her already.

“Jiana,” Jiana said, introducing herself as well.

After the simple introductions, only Yolanda remained, silent and unresponsive. The camera was aimed directly at her.

[“Hahaha, Yolanda is completely dumbfounded.”]

[“Where’s all that smooth-talking energy from before?”]

[“Give me more of these cringey moments. I love to see it.”]

[“Yolanda’s frozen. The whole room is staring at her.”]

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“Yolanda—” Seeing her staring at the floor, completely oblivious to the camera, Yates prompted her.

“Huh?” Yolanda’s head snapped up, her eyes meeting Juniper’s icy gaze. Her breath hitched, and for a moment, she couldn’t breathe. Even when Juniper said nothing, her eyes, sharp as knives, were enough to send shivers down one’s spine. Especially since Yolanda had been on the receiving end of her wrath more than once. Just facing her made her heart pound with fear.

“You…” Seeing everyone waiting for her and noticing the director’s impatient expression, Yolanda clenched her fists. Forcing down her anxiety, she managed to croak out, “Hello, my name is Yolanda.”

“Oh? I didn’t recognize you.” Juniper hadn’t planned on responding, but this was Miranda’s show, and she didn’t want to disrupt it. She acknowledged her verbally but didn’t even spare her a glance.

The other guests exchanged confused looks. The rumors about their bad relationship seemed to be true.

[“Yates looks so salty. That was embarrassing.”]

[“He was trying to flirt with Juniper, but she’s more of a man than he is.”]

[“So, is it true that Juniper’s taken?”]

[“Confirmed—source is an insider.”]

“Come on, Juniper.” Jimmie shook his head, a mix of helplessness and affection in his voice as he spoke softly. If he let her keep going, the show would spiral out of control.

“Fine.” With her hands in her pockets, Juniper sauntered past the guests. Her don't-give-a-damn swagger and lazy attitude made her look like a mob boss.

The other guests were once again dumbfounded, their minds reeling. This was supposed to be a heartwarming show, beautiful. You’re acting like you’re here to collect a debt.