Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1610

Wait...

The problem was just revealed, and Juniper already guessed the outcome?

She truly was on another level.

Tucker wiped his glasses, staring intently at the stage, unwilling to miss a single detail of the match.

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On the night of the 16th.

Juniper boarded her flight and took off.

Over ten hours later.

The plane touched down at Eclara International Airport.

As soon as she disembarked, she received a call from Dr. Holt: “Ms. Payne, your husband is here.”

Juniper's grip tightened on her phone, her voice cold and muffled. “Send me the address.”

“On it.” Holt chuckled eagerly. “By the way, that thing about giving me the research data... you were serious, right?”

“Contact this number, and he'll give it to you.” Juniper gave him the contact info for Michael at Subterra Vanguard.

“Awesome, thank you!”

Holt was practically shaking with excitement. Getting his hands on Dr. Nocturne's research data?

He must have saved a nation in his past life.

Moments later.

Juniper received the hospital's address and immediately drove over.

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Meanwhile.

Shanley walked out of the Schwartz Group headquarters, pulling his black trench coat tighter against the wind.

“The finals are happening in Froskia right now. Ms. Payne's flight is scheduled for tomorrow.”

Felton trailed behind him, speaking respectfully.

“Boss, are you absolutely sure about this?” Flint asked carefully, pressing his lips together.

“Yes.”

Shanley nodded, his voice deep and resolute. “We don't plan on having kids anytime soon. If she ever changes her mind in the future, the procedure is reversible.”

It was just like a woman getting an IUD—it could be undone, returning everything to normal.

Flint frowned, his admiration for Shanley soaring to new heights.

Half an hour later.

Shanley's car pulled up to the clinic.

Because it was a high-end private facility, patient privacy was handled flawlessly.

Shanley was escorted smoothly into the doctor's office.

The door suddenly clicked open.

The assistant walked in first, announcing respectfully, “Mr. Schwartz, Dr. Holt is here.”

Right behind him.

A tall female doctor walked in.

She was dressed in a white lab coat, wearing a mask, with thick black-rimmed glasses perched on her nose.

She was covered up so thoroughly that not an inch of her face was visible.

“Are you Shanley Schwartz?” Juniper glanced at him, deliberately lowering her voice. “I've reviewed your case. You're here for an IUD insertion, right?”

A woman?

Hearing her voice, Shanley frowned violently, his gaze instantly turning freezing cold.

Did Felton and Flint have a death wish?! Finding him a *female* doctor at a men's health clinic?!

Those two useless dogs!

“Drop your pants. I need to do an initial exam.” Juniper ignored the absolute shock radiating from his eyes, speaking with professional indifference.

Drop what?!

Shanley's knuckles turned white around his phone, his voice dripping with ice. “I demand a male doctor.”

“Sorry, but all the other doctors are booked.” Juniper sat across from him, entirely enjoying playing him like a fiddle. “If you refuse to cooperate, you'll have to reschedule for the 19th.”