Chapter 332

“Juniper!” Qadir nearly had a heart attack. How could she be critiquing her own funeral portrait at a time like this?
“Hmm?” Juniper looked up from the phone at a distraught Qadir. “So the internet is saying my relationship with Jimmie isn’t exactly simple?”
“Yeah,” Qadir nodded emphatically.
“Juniper, don’t listen to that nonsense,” Queenie quickly chimed in, angry on her behalf. “People on the internet have such nasty mouths.”
“That’s right, Juniper,” Dolce added, comforting her gently. “We believe you. Don’t let it get to you.”
“Well, they’re not entirely wrong.” Juniper’s gaze drifted to Jimmie on the stage. She crossed her arms, her voice clear and lazy. “My relationship with him really isn’t simple.”
Qadir, who had just taken a sip of water, sprayed it everywhere.
“Juniper, what did you just say?”
Queenie and Dolce were completely floored. Her relationship with Mr. Tate wasn’t simple? But wasn’t she with Mr. Schwartz? Had she moved on? That didn’t seem right.
“Jimmie is my older brother,” Juniper said with a blink, her voice low and unhurried.
A trio of shrieks erupted from the audience, causing nearby students to turn and stare.
…
Jimmie’s surprise appearance extended the party by a full two hours. As it drew to a close, he picked up the microphone, his gaze sweeping warmly over the crowd. His deep, pleasant voice filled the hall.
“I’d like to dedicate this next song to the most important girl in my life.”
As the melody began to play, everyone started guessing who Mr. Tate was talking about. A few dared to whisper Juniper’s name but were quickly shot down.
“Are you crazy? Juniper isn’t even out of high school. Does Mr. Tate want a scandal on his hands?”
“Oh, right, right. Mr. Tate wouldn’t be a creep like that.”
Others speculated he was talking about his sister. The story of Mr. Tate searching
for his long-lost sibling was famous, and the song’s lyrics seemed to convey a deep sense of longing for a sister.
Qadir, Queenie, and Dolce just stared intently at Juniper, their eyes filled with a mixture of shock and intense curiosity. At that moment, she was far more fascinating to them than the international superstar on stage. The world-famous actor was her brother And the globally renowned
race car driver was her other
brother?

“I remember Juniper once mentioned she had three brothers and three sisters,” Queenie, whispered, covering her mouth, “We’ve only met two, and they’re already this incredible. Imagine the other four.”
Qadir wiped sweat from his brow. “Fake heiress?”
Dolce swallowed hard. “More like a total boss!”
Holy cow. She was a true blue-blood. What other secrets was Juniper hiding?
Juniper, trying to enjoy Jimmie’s performance, was getting annoyed by the six eyes boring into her. She shot them a cold look. “If you keep staring, I might just gouge your eyes out.”
The three of them immediately
averted their gazes back to the
stage, only to sneak glances at her
again moments later. With a
powerhouse like her in their corner,
Aurora High’s future was looking brighter than ever.