Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 879

Finally, the spotlight was back on her.

“Want to give it a try?” Jimmie kept looking over at Juniper. “It’s pretty fun,” he encouraged.

“I’m busy,” Juniper replied, shaking her head. She sank into a nearby sofa and, making sure the camera wasn’t on her, pulled out her phone. Dressed like this, the big baby at home must be fuming. If he wasn't, Shanley would have messaged her by now. *What a jealous jerk.*

“I doubt Juniper would dare,” Yolanda cut in, her tone dripping with insinuation. “She used to have nightmares after a horse went after her, you know.”

When they were kids, their grandfather had insisted Juniper join the school's equestrian summer camp. Everyone knew she was just the adopted charity case, the bastard child, and they all looked down on her. During one of the lessons, they had deliberately locked her in a stable overnight. She was lucky to be alive; with so many horses, she could have easily been trampled.

“That happened?” Jimmie’s brow furrowed with concern. “Why didn’t you ever tell me?” If he had known, he would have never brought her here. Director Miranda would have understood.

“Is that so?” Juniper slowly lifted her gaze, her eyes cold as she stared at Yolanda.

“Oh, it’s all in the past now,” Yolanda said with a mocking smile. She then stepped forward and, in a cloying voice, announced, “It’s okay, I can go first for everyone.”

Just then, Juniper’s phone vibrated. She looked away from Yolanda and saw a message from Miranda.

[Miranda: Sweetie, you’re afraid of horses? I had no idea! I’ll send someone to pick you up right away.]

[Juniper: It was a long time ago. I’m grown up now. I’m fine.]

She wasn’t afraid of horses. If anything, the horses were a little afraid of her. Every time she entered a stable, the ones that knew her would shy away.

[Miranda: Okay, good. Just stay away from the horses, dear.]

“It’s fine.” Juniper picked up her whip and sauntered into the enclosure, circling the small horse assigned to her. As they made eye contact, the horse suddenly sidestepped away.

Juniper raised an eyebrow. Had word of her reputation as a “horse abuser” spread throughout the equine community?

“Juniper, don’t you go scaring her,” Yolanda said, sidling up behind her, away from the cameras. Her voice was a low, syrupy taunt. “If the animal gets spooked, you could get thrown and break a leg.”

“Oh?” Juniper tapped the whip against her palm, a slight smile playing on her lips. “In that case, you’d better watch your own legs.”

Yolanda scoffed. Where did she get this confidence?

After a few seconds of silence, an idea formed in Yolanda’s mind. That’s right. If her horse were to suddenly go wild and crash into Juniper… it wouldn’t be her fault, would it? This time, she was going to teach Juniper a lesson she wouldn’t forget.