At Harold''s question, everyone else''s eyes snapped open andnded squarely on Shanley.


    "I" Shanley began to exin, his tone softening, but Juniper cut him off.


    "It''s my fault, really. I didn''t exin the situation, and my actions were too sudden, causing a misunderstanding," she said, stepping forward.


    "It was wrong of Shanley to hit you, but you hit him back. So..." Juniper licked her lips, ying the peacemaker with surprising seriousness. "For my sake, let''s just call it even."


    Shanley couldn''t hide his delight as his girl defended him, a proud smile gracing his lips.


    "Boyfriend?" Harold asked nonchntly as he fastened a button on his shirt.


    Shanley didn''t dare answer, his gaze fixed on Juniper. She didn''t answer either, but she lowered her eyes, a faint blush creeping up her fair cheeks. That was all the confirmation anyone needed.


    "And you two knew about this?" Harold asked, gesturing toward Jimmie and Melvin. "You approved?"


    “Heh,” Jimmie let out a helplessugh. "What choice did we have? It''s not like we could say no,"


    Melvin added with a shrug, his expression just as grim. "Are you going to object?"


    Of course Harold wanted to. His sister was so young, still in the prime of her youth, not even in college yet... and she''d been snatched up by a man nearly a decade her senior, practically thirty. Who could possibly ept that?


    "I..."


    Harold opened his mouth to protest, but he was stopped short by the icy re his sister shot him. She said nothing, but the warning was crystal clear.


    He sighed. His sister was truly smitten with this older man. He''d seen it over the past few weeks; Shanley treated her incredibly well, and they were practically


    inseparable. It was obvious she


    genuinely liked him. .


    Fine. The man was rich, powerful, and handsome... not entirely useless. And given Juniper''s fiery temper, objecting would likely mean losing his sister on the spot.


    "Of course not," Harold said, forcing a smile. "If my sister is happy, I have nothing to say."


    “Sister?” Melvin smirked. "You''re getting into character fast.”


    His memory hadn''t returned, and the paternity test results weren''t even back yet.


    "There''s no greater surprise in the world," Harold said with a soft smile. "I liked her from the moment I saw her. Now I know why."


    "By the way, I heard you call Juniper something earlier," Melvin said, bringing up the one topic he shouldn''t have. “Grandmaster? How did Juniper be your grandmaster?"


    Juniper blinked, her hands resting innocently on her knees. This had nothing to do with her. It was his own fault for being Baldy Fox''s student; the hierarchy was clear.


    "About that..." Harold didn''t exin right away. Instead, he looked at Juniper and asked gently, "Juniper, you''re only eighteen, How didyou be so skilled in medicine?"


    He knew that years ago, she had somehow be his own mentor''s mentor.


    Everyone else turned to look at her, curious.


    "Let''s not get into that," Juniper said, pursing her lips. After a moment''s thought, she added slowly, "If I told you, none of you would be very happy."


    "Tell us," Melvin urged, his interest piqued. He wanted to know how his sister had learned everything. Jimmie was the artistic one, which exined Juniper''s talent for dance. He was a race car driver, but Juniper was even better.