Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 35

“Don’t have one.” Shanley took a drag from his cigarette, exhaling a slow, smoky ring that seemed to carry a hint of frustration.

Jimmie tilted his head, a flicker of confusion on his handsome face.

“Still trying to win her over,” Shanley said, flicking the ash from his cigarette. The slight twitch of his brow and the faint smile on his lips showed no trace of shame, only determination.

“There’s someone you, the great Shanley, can’t win over?” Jimmie burst out laughing, his strikingly beautiful eyes curving into crescents.

Just how special could this girl be?

“She’s an amazing girl. It’s only natural she’d be hard to win over.” Shanley glanced at his phone again, his longing palpable.

“Tsk.” Jimmie drained another half glass of wine, his mood seeming to darken.

“How are things on your end?” Shanley moved the wine bottle out of his reach and signaled for Flint to bring some water to help him sober up.

“It’s not that easy.” Jimmie’s smile faded, his expression growing somber. “Fifteen years… maybe…”

Maybe there was no hope left.

He swallowed the rest of the sentence. Fifteen years ago, he had woken up in a strange place in a foreign country. A severe blow to the head had erased nearly all his memories. The elderly couple caring for him said he had been in a coma for three years. They had tried to find his family during that time, but with no success.

After waking up, a single thought persisted in his mind: Find my sister. That was the only memory he had left. He had a sister, but he didn't know her name, her age, or even where she was.

After years of fruitless searching, he decided to enter the entertainment industry. He pursued film, television, and music, becoming a famous celebrity who was constantly on screen. He hoped that if his sister was still alive, she would surely see him.

Years passed, and while he became a global sensation, there was still no sign of her.

“Just wait a little longer. Sigma Network is also on the case,” Shanley said, his eyes darkening slightly. “They’ll notify you as soon as there’s any news.”

“Sir, three days ago, someone acquired the northern part of Moultlands,” Flint reported respectfully. “Ms. Payne’s residence was included in the purchase.”

“Three days ago?” Shanley’s expression changed abruptly. A cold glint appeared in his eyes, and his voice became chillingly devoid of warmth.

“And in one week, the residents will be relocated to Cloudscape Community.”

Cloudscape Community was in a prime downtown location, and property there wasn't cheap. Trading part of Moultlands for Cloudscape Community? That was a deal that would lose over a billion. Who would do such a thing?

“Who was the buyer?” Shanley pressed.

“All we know is his last name is Langley, male, 23 years old, and he came from Australia six months ago,” Flint answered. “Beyond that, we haven’t found any other useful information.” Australia was Subterra Vanguard’s territory, making it impossible for their hacker group at Sigma Network to investigate freely.

“Also, sir,” Flint added, as if remembering something. “The intended use for the Moultlands property has been announced. It’s for…”