Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 215

Yolanda craned her neck, trying desperately to see which family’s heiress had captured him. Anyone who could win over the Schwartz family had to come from an impeccable background. She strained to see past the sea of heads, but it was no use.

Just then, another piece of gossip floated over: “Her clothes are quite plain, she doesn’t look like a socialite, but she has incredible presence.”

“Maybe Mr. Schwartz doesn’t care about family background?”

“I heard the younger Schwartz brother is back, too.”

The younger Schwartz brother? At that, Yolanda’s eyes lit up. She felt a renewed sense of hope. If she couldn’t get Shanley, someone else from the family would be just as good. As long as she could marry into the Schwartz family… Thinking of this, she glanced at the man beside her, a flicker of disgust in her eyes.

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At the banquet, Kent Schwartz, the family patriarch, and Hannah sat at the head of the main table. Shanley was seated to their right, with Juniper right next to him. Across from them were Kurt’s parents, and further down the table were other important Schwartz relatives. Shanley’s own parents had never made a public appearance. Rumor had it they had died long ago, while others claimed their professions were too sensitive for them to be seen.

All eyes were curiously fixed on the unfamiliar young woman. They had heard she was Kent’s savior, but watching them now… it seemed her relationship with Shanley was anything but ordinary.

“Who is she?” Monique, Kurt’s mother, leaned over to her son, who was busy devouring his food.

“Your cousin personally escorted her here,” she whispered.

Throughout the meal, he had been serving her food and even peeling her shrimp, treating her like royalty. She had never seen him act like that.

“Huh?” Kurt, who had been subsisting on fried chicken and sandwiches abroad, was too preoccupied with the gourmet food to talk. He glanced across the table at the affectionate pair and mumbled with his mouth full, “My future cousin-in-law.”

He had already gotten the full story from Flint. This little spitfire was the apple of Shanley’s eye. Best not to cross her.

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