Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 397

Back in Borealia, Juniper checked on her ten pathetic little plants. On her way out, she passed Harold's lab and, on the principle of 'since I'm already here,' decided to prepare for the next day's lesson.

"Ms. Payne..." Harold's assistant said, trailing behind her and eyeing her cautiously.

"Is there something else?" Juniper asked, putting on gloves to mix a solution. "I don't need help here. You can go do your own thing."

"Yes," the assistant replied meekly but didn't leave. Instead, he mirrored her every move. When Juniper went left, he went left. When she went right, he went right. At one point, Juniper suddenly changed direction, and the assistant, unable to stop in time, slammed his face into a wall. His nose immediately started bleeding.

Ouch. This hurt! He just couldn't find an opportunity to get close.

"Is something wrong with you?" Juniper stopped, handing him a tissue with a look of annoyance.

"Nothing," the assistant mumbled, clutching his nose with a long face.

Juniper pulled off her gloves and turned to leave. What a weirdo, she thought, just as neurotic as his boss. As she was walking, a document on a desk caught her eye. The words "DNA ANALYSIS" were particularly prominent.

Curious, Juniper walked over and glanced at it. Her eyes widened. She had seen something she shouldn't have. Harold was not the biological son of the Houston family! If she remembered correctly, Harold's father was a famous philanthropist in Australis. And hadn't her brother been buried by a charity?

With that thought, Juniper quickened her pace and dialed Binary Oracle. "Have you found the grave?"

"We found it," her subordinate replied promptly. "Boss, I sent the photo to your WhatsApp."

Juniper opened the image and frowned. The grave was in a scenic spot, nestled between a mountain and a body of water, and was exquisitely maintained. Flowers and plants grew all around it. More importantly, it was clear that someone visited the grave often.

Who would visit an orphan's grave? What kind of charity would go to such lengths?

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