Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1654

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Summary for Chapter 1654: Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy

Chapter summary: Chapter 1654 from the book Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy by E. L. Clarke

Discover the most important events of Chapter 1654, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy. With the engaging writing of E. L. Clarke, this Romance masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.

Check-in finished, Ebony Fox returned to her hotel room to rest. Pulling out her phone, she saw a message from ten minutes ago.

It was from Kurt.

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It was a photo of him in full racing gear, clutching a helmet, leaning casually against a motorcycle.

He was grinning broadly, eyes crinkled, looking completely lazy and carefree.

Even a little goofy.

Looking at the picture, a popular internet phrase popped into Ebony Fox's head: *Pure, innocent college boy.*

Actually, she thought a better fit would be: *Clueless, fresh-faced college boy.*

Wasn’t he supposed to be on a blind date? Why was he at a racetrack?

Ebony Fox frowned.

Having spent over a decade at the Huntsman Institute, she was used to being surrounded by greasy, rugged, and downright ugly middle-aged mercenaries.

She rarely interacted with young guys.

Seeing something so fresh and vibrant was just… a novelty, really. Pure curiosity.

Kurt: [What do you think? Not a bad setup, right?]

Kurt: [Coach Ebony Fox, how’s the boxing match going? Are you missing your favorite little sidekick yet? Hehehe]

Kurt: [? Why aren’t you replying?]

Reading that last text, Ebony Fox could practically picture the utterly shameless look on his face.

Ebony Fox raised her thumbs, tapped out a few letters on the keyboard, and then swiftly deleted them.

Who gave him the right to dictate when she used her phone?

Locking the screen, Ebony Fox slipped under the covers and exhaustedly closed her eyes.

—

On the other side of the hotel.

A tall man with a phenomenal build, wearing a simple black t-shirt, stood with his arms crossed by the floor-to-ceiling window.

His hair was styled back, revealing his forehead. He had striking features and a gaze that was both deep and piercing.

“How is it?” the man asked, turning his head. His voice was low and magnetic.

“Mr. Saxon, the check-in is complete. All participants have checked into the hotel.”

The assistant held a folder, answering respectfully.

“And her?” Xavier Saxon’s Adam's apple bobbed, a hint of nervous anticipation threading through his words. “Fox's Den Boxing Gym. Is she leading the team?”