"Besides un-hiding my information, add one more word to the file... Lunar." Juniper tapped her cheek lightly with her fingertip.


    “Huh?” Lue paused for a second, then caught on. "Got it. Those guys at Cybeic Shadows are so useless, they''ll never find you without a keyword."


    After all, they were the losers from thest hackingpetition,pletely crushed by Binary Oracle.


    “Release the information at one p.m. sharp,” Juniper instructed, a dangerous glint in her clear eyes.


    "Will do.” Lue knew that pretty-boy brother of hers had gotten on Juniper''s bad side, and her little prodigy never took an insult lying down. She was actually looking forward to the drama when he finally realized who his sister was and had to grovel.


    After school, Juniper got a call from Rachel. Jimmie''s music video was set to be released in less than a month, but he had yet to approve the choreography or the lead dancer. As the dance director, Rachel was at her wit''s end. So, swallowing her pride, she had begged Lunar toe back to thepany.


    "Master Lunar, you haven''t eaten yet, have you?" Rachel asked, arranging a food tray with an overly cautious smile. "Why don''t you have a bite first? There''s no rush, right?"


    Jimmie was such an idiot. He was still holding a grudge just because Master Lunar had identally knocked over his sister''s photo frame. He was t-out refusing to see her again. Rachel had practically dragged him to the studio today; she was prepared to tie him up if she had to.


    "Hmm?" Juniper, happily munching on a fragrant chicken wing, blinked. "Oh, I''m not in a hurry."


    This sudden agreeableness threw Rachel for a loop. She didn''t even dare to smile too widely. The stark contrast in Master Lunar''s attitude felt unreal. In fact, her smile now was somehow more terrifying than her cold expression fromst time. Was she hallucinating from all the stress Jimmie had caused her?


    Rachel shivered and hurried toward the studio.


    Inside, Jimmie had just finished a photo shoot and was rxing in a lounge chair. He held a ss of red wine in his left hand, while his right gently caressed the newly repaired photo frame, his expression uncharacteristically tender. Cybeic Shadows had told him they''d find his sister within a couple of days. His mood had been excellent all day.


    Until—


    “Please, I swallowed my pride and practically knelt to get Master Lunar to agree to give you another chance!" Rachel pleaded, crouching beside him. "You can''t just let here all this way for nothing! She''s Master Lunar!"


    "So what?" The warmth vanished from Jimmie''s face. He looked up, his expression cold and emotionless. "Does being Master Lunar give her the right to touch my sister''s photo frame?" Even the king of heaven wouldn''t get a pass. For the rest of his life, he, Jimmie, was an sworn enemy of this person named Lunar.


    "Telling her to get lostst time was me being merciful," Jimmie said, his tone icy and hostile. “You''d better get her to leave. If she appears in front of me again, don''t me me for being rude."


    "But what about your music video?" Rachel frowned. This album was supposed to be his ticket to the Grammys. After all this time and preparation, to throw it all away over a photo frame...


    “I only made this video to get more exposure so my sister might see it,” Jimmie said seriously. "They''re about to find her. Whether I get into the Grammys or not doesn''t matter anymore. Not to mention," he added, turning to Rachel with a terrifyingly grim look, "she broke my sister''s photo frame!"


    He practically bit off each word of thatst sentence.