Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1639

But he couldn't exactly pat everyone down, could he?

He didn't have a death wish!

"Any hints?"

Shanley asked softly, his gaze locked on his bride.

There were countless places to hide a pair of shoes. If she had truly hidden them well, finding them would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.

"Whoever is making the most noise has the shoes." Juniper offered, a playful arch to her brow.

Making the most noise?

Kurt instantly assumed it was Jimmie. The guy was a singer; his high notes were legendary.

"It's not me." Jimmie shrugged casually. "I honestly know nothing about the shoes."

The other friends and family echoed the same sentiment.

The staff obviously had no clue either.

"Where on earth are they?" Kurt aggressively ruffled his hair.

Just then.

A piercing cry echoed from the living area outside. "Waaaah—"

Little Arthur had just woken up. He was hungry and wailing at the top of his lungs.

"The baby's awake, I better go check," Celine said apologetically. "You guys keep playing."

A brief silence fell over the room.

Suddenly, Shanley spun around and strode purposefully out the door.

Everyone else: "???"

What was happening?

Was Shanley running away because he couldn't find the shoes?

While the crowd stood in utter confusion, Shanley came to a halt right in front of little Arthur.

Celine, who was trying to soothe her son: "?"

Arthur, who was mid-wail: "?"

"Shanley, you don't actually think I have the shoes, do you?" Celine smiled gently. "I promise, I really don't."

"You don't," Shanley swallowed hard, his voice raspy. "But your son does."

"Huh?"

Celine stared in shock. Before she could process his words, Shanley knelt down and reached under the baby's lounger, pulling out a small red box.

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