Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1629

"And it's not just that. The reporters..."

Melvin continued, "They're asking around everywhere trying to find the wedding venue, buzzing around like headless flies."

To prevent reporters from disrupting the ceremony, Shanley had kept the wedding details under tight wraps.

Other than close family and friends, no one knew a thing.

With such a globally anticipated wedding, the paparazzi were tearing their hair out over not getting any shots.

Some were even offering tens of millions to buy intel.

"Oh?"

Seeing the "bounty" post, Juniper's eyes sparkled. "Say, if I sold the intel myself, could I make ten million?"

Everyone else: "???"

Juniper: "I'm just joking!"

Everyone else: You better be joking!

"There's still a bit of time, can I catch up on my sleep?" Juniper asked, yawning.

"Aren't you nervous?" Janet asked curiously, her big eyes wide.

It was her wedding day. If she were getting married, she'd be so nervous she wouldn't sleep for two days straight.

"I'm alright."

Juniper smiled faintly, raising an eyebrow. "The one who should be nervous is someone else."

——

The Schwartz family estate.

Beautiful decorations adorned the main gates, a festive atmosphere blanketing the entire property.

The staff were rushing back and forth, incredibly busy.

A perimeter of five hundred meters around the estate had been cordoned off, guarded by security.

Reporters with their cameras could only capture blurry outlines from a distance.

In his room,

Shanley had already changed into his clothes, a bespoke suit tailored to perfection.

On the left shoulder, a faint mist pattern was embroidered with fine gold thread.

The crisp suit highlighted the man's tall, imposing stature, making him look even more outstanding.

His hair was meticulously styled, clean and sharp, devastatingly handsome.

He held a cascading bouquet made of red roses, pink orchids, and white tulips.

Why red?

Shanley gritted his teeth, his voice low. "As long as he helps, give him whatever he wants!"

"Yes." Flint immediately went to handle it.

Felton chimed in, "Boss, your mother and grandmother are asking for you downstairs."

"Okay."

Shanley nodded. On his way downstairs, he misstepped and nearly tripped.

"!!!"

The people around him jumped in fright. Mr. Schwartz really was too nervous.

It wasn't like Ms. Payne was going to run away!

——

In the living room.

Dressed elegantly, Hannah and Miranda were briefing Shanley on the rules for picking up his bride: as long as he could bring his wife back, he couldn't fight back if hit, and couldn't talk back if scolded.

Kent and Hayden listened quietly, not daring to interject.

From this day forward, they were no longer the lowest-ranking "henpecked husbands" in the Schwartz family.

Thinking of this, both father and son subconsciously straightened their postures a bit.