After washing her hands, Juniper was rounding a corner when she ran straight into Ynda and her parents.


    "What are you doing here?" Frigga, who had been looking for a chance to settle scores with Juniper, felt her anger re upon seeing her.


    Last time, Ynda had imed Juniper was cozying up to some rich man to get into the top-floor at Moonlight Peak. Frigga had been skeptical, but seeing her here now,


    a restaurant with such an exorbitant price tag, how else could she afford it but through a sugar daddy?


    The shameless tramp!


    "Were you behind what happened online?" Frigga, itching for a fight, red at Juniper. "Is this how you repay the Sherwin family for raising you? What good does it do you to ruin Ynda?"


    Repay them? Ruin Ynda?


    Juniper looked up, her gaze sweeping over the three of them, a faint chill gathering in her eyes.


    "You''re going to contact the reporters right now and tell them you''re not Lunar and that the dress Ynda wore wasn''t a fake. Clear her name!" Frigga demanded, her elegantly made-up face contorted with rage.


    The tide of public opinion had turned drastically, and Ynda was being torn to shreds online. If they didn''t do something soon, her reputation would be destroyed. It wouldn''t be the first time Juniper had been forced to take the me for something.


    "Are you short on money?" Malcolm, dressed in a sharp suit that did little to hide his smug demeanor, pulled out his wallet and fanned out a thick wad of cash. His tone was one of charity. "Do as we say, and we can negotiate the price."


    Juniper''s lips curled into a smirk, the warmth draining from her face.


    "Alright then," she said, her voice deceptively sweet. "Let''s negotiate."


    Seeing her apparently swayed by the money, Malcolm sneered inwardly. So what if Master Lunar was famous? She was just a dancer. How much could she possibly be worth?


    "Name your price!" Frigga hissed, wishing she could y Juniper alive. She had been bragging to her circle of wealthy friends about Ynda making the news, only for everything to blow up in her face. Now everyone knew that the Sherwin family''s adopted daughter was the famous dance master, while her own meticulously raised daughter was not only inferior but also aughingstock for wearing a knockoff. Frigga herself had be fodder for gossip, and it was all Juniper''s fault.


    "Let me think..." Juniper casually wiped her hands, her eyes glinting with amusement. "How about one hundred million?"


    "How much?" Malcolm and Frigga stared, their eyes wide with disbelief. "One hundred million? You might as well ask for a billion!"


    "A billion? That works too!" Juniper tossed the used paper towel into the trash can, her hands sliding into her pockets. She tilted her chin up, her expression songuid it was chilling. "Wire transfer or check? I can ept either."


    Malcolm and Frigga were struck dumb, having shot themselves in the foot.


    "Are you happy now that you''ve done this to me?" Ynda, her eyes swollen like walnuts from a night of crying, looked as if she were the world''s greatest victim. Her gaze was filled with pure hatred.


    "Quite happy, actually." Juniper''s eyesnded on Ynda''s face, her lips curling into a bright smile that felt like a p.


    "You-" Ynda''s mind was a mess from all the crying, and she couldn''t form aeback, which only made fresh tears stream down her face.


    Seeing her daughter in tears shattered Frigga''sposure.


    "You little brat, who gave you the nerve to be so arrogant!"


    She lunged forward to teach Juniper a lesson. In the past, she had to restrain herself because Lemuel was still around.