Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 185

Jennie blinked, studying the young woman across the room. The girl's head was slightly bowed, but the warm lighting illuminated the stunning features beneath the brim of her cap, casting her in an ethereal glow. She exuded a powerful, almost intimidating aura. But she couldn't be more than twenty. How could someone so young possess such profound design expertise? Enough to guide her to an international award?

The idea seemed preposterous. Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe her mentor hadn't arrived yet, and the cap was just a coincidence.

Jennie frowned, consumed by doubt.

Just as she was lost in thought, the manager stepped forward. “Jennie,” he said respectfully, “we’ve already called security. They’ll be here shortly to remove these troublemakers.”

“Troublemakers?” Jennie asked, her brow furrowing in confusion.

“Yes,” the manager reported, sweat beading on his forehead. “This young lady has been deliberately causing problems for our sales staff. She tried on numerous outfits, claimed she couldn't afford any of them, and then had the audacity to say…”

He hesitated for a moment before continuing, “...that your designs for this season are subpar and not to her liking.”

Her designs were subpar? That was the exact phrase her mentor had used in her critiques. Jennie’s gaze snapped back to Juniper, her heart pounding. This had to be more than a coincidence. She needed to approach her, to find out for sure, before she made a terrible mistake.

“Yes, and for a shameless freeloader like her, security is the only answer,” Yolanda interjected, stepping in front of Jennie and blocking her path. She made sure her phone’s camera was angled just right.

“Jennie, I happen to love your designs,” she said with a saccharine smile. “But having certain people who are just here to cause trouble really ruins the customer experience.”

She was practically begging Jennie to personally throw Juniper out.

[No way. She must make good money from her choreography, right?]

[Not necessarily. Master Lunar has never monetized her dances. She releases all her choreography for free.]

[The manager just said she tried on a ton of clothes and refused to buy or leave. So entitled.]

[Let’s wait and see. This doesn’t sound like her. She once gifted a dress worth a fortune without batting an eye. How could she not afford a few thousand dollars?]

[If she could afford thousands, she’d be at an elite private school, not a place like Aurora High.]