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Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 657

Summary for Chapter 657: Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy

Chapter summary: Chapter 657 from the book Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy by E. L. Clarke

Discover the most important events of Chapter 657, 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.

Qadir, Queenie, and the other tech students were all completely stunned.

Goddess, coaching the Neverfall Navigators? And winning? Just how many hidden talents did she have? It was unbelievable!

In a corner of the audience, Miranda was taking pictures of Juniper. After snapping a few, she zoomed in on one of them.

“You know, I can’t help but feel…” Miranda stared intently at Juniper’s face, her own elegant features scrunching up in confusion.

“What is it?” Hayden immediately twisted open a water bottle and held it to his wife's lips, his voice laced with concern.

“But… it’s impossible,” Miranda murmured, taking a sip of water. She shook her head, then nodded again. “Then again, the resemblance is uncanny. Am I just overthinking this?”

“What’s on your mind, darling?” Hayden asked again, seeing her wrestling with the thought.

“I think our dear Juniper, from certain angles, bears a striking resemblance to Demon,” Miranda answered in a hushed tone.

“Really?” Hayden’s deep-set eyes widened as he looked at the photo. Now that she mentioned it, there was a similarity, especially around the eyes.

But Demon was a man. He almost wished they were the same person. Then he wouldn't have to be jealous of another man capturing his wife's heart.

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After the fourth round, there was a ten-minute break. In the backstage lounge, Juniper sat relaxed on the sofa, a coffee personally poured by MystiCat in her left hand and a cookie in her right.

MystiCat and his three teammates stood before her.

“Ms. Payne, your strategy back there was absolutely brilliant,” MystiCat said. His initial skepticism had completely dissolved, replaced by pure admiration after that last round. Even his form of address had changed, from “the kid whose name I don’t know” to a respectful “Ms. Payne,” delivered with a formal tone.

It was a slightly strange scene: four men in their late twenties, standing humbly and respectfully before an eighteen-year-old girl.

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