Juniper''s fingers tightened on her phone, but she maintained herposure.


    [Yeah, my friend.]


    Lue: [Okay, tell me about it.]


    Lue wasn''t too worried. The girl wasn''t likely to get involved with a guy. Given her personality, it was a miracle she hadn''t twisted his head off already.


    Juniper: [This guy is being really nice to my friend. He takes her out to eat, drives her home, and is always showing up around her.]


    Lue: [Is he handsome?]


    Juniper thought for a moment. [I guess so.]


    Among the men she knew, Shanley was definitely the best-looking.


    Lue: [Is he old?]


    Old? Juniper mulled over the word for a few seconds before replying.


    [Pretty old, I think.]


    Shanley was twenty-seven, nearly a decade older than her. That counted as old, right?


    Lue: [Anything else? Any other strange behavior?]


    Juniper: [He likes to buy my friend candy.]


    Lue: [Your friend likes candy too?]


    Juniper: [Yeah.]


    Lue: [Old, you say? And he likes to buy her candy... It''s probably nothing. Sounds like an elder doting on a younger person.]


    Was that it? Her grandfather had also loved to buy her candy when he was alive. No wonder she didn''t dislike Shanley. It turned out he was just like her grandfather.


    Lue: [Someone''s causing trouble at the casino. I have to go deal with it. Text me if you have any more questions. XOXO.]


    After ending the chat, Juniper took out the candy Shanley had given her and ate it without a second thought. He gave her candy, and she would give him jewelry. It was a fair trade.


    ...


    After the evening study session ended, Juniper was walking to the bus stop when her phone rang.


    "Hello." A gentle female voice came through the line. "Do you remember me? We met at the graduation gpetition. I asked if you were interested in joining the entertainment industry."


    "I remember," Juniper said, popping a piece of candy into her mouth. She sat on the bus, gazing idly out the window. Just then, she saw a massive promotional poster of Jimmie Tate stered across the entire facade of a shopping mall. A crowd of fangirls was gathered below, taking pictures.


    "I apologize for the intrusion, Master Lunar. You can call me Rachel. I work at the Era City Dance Academy," the woman said, her voice filled with excitement now that she knew Juniper''s true identity. "I hope you''ll reconsider the offer I madest time. We can negotiate thepensation."


    She added, "The star we''d like you to work with is very famous. Countless people would kill for this opportunity."


    Besides being a dance instructor, Rachel was also Jimmie Tate''s exclusive dance director.


    "How famous?" Juniper asked, leaning against the cool window pane, a wave of annoyance washing over her.


    "Well..." Rachel hesitated, thenughed. "I''m not supposed to reveal this beforehand, but to show you how sincere I am, I can let you in on the secret. The artist is the superstar, Jimmie Tate."


    "Jimmie Tate?"


    The name instantly snapped Juniper to full attention. She had just been wondering how she was going to get a strand of his hair.


    "That''s right." Hearing the excitement in Juniper''s voice, Rachel''s confidence soared. She thought, "All my effort wasn''t in vain after all.”


    "Mr. Tate has been preparing for his new music video for a long time, but he''s very particr and hasn''t found a suitable choreographer or dancer yet."


    Juniper had no interest in dancing, but this was a chance to meet Jimmie. This was a golden opportunity.


    "If you''re interested, I can arrange a meeting between you and Mr. Tate."


    "I''m in," Juniper agreed immediately. "The sooner, the better."


    "Of course. The day after tomorrow at thetest," Rachel promised, assuring her


    she would call back as soon as the time was confirmed.


    It seemed Mr. Tate''s name was all it took. Who knew it could even sway a dance prodigy like Master Lunar?