Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 3

The next day, a curious crowd of students surrounded the seniors in Class 1 at Greenmeadow International School.

“Is that the new transfer student?“–

“I heard she’s the Delaney kid who went missing for eighteen years, and they finally found her in some rural orphanage.

“A country bumpkin, huh? Can she even understand our foreign language teacher’s lectures?”

“Can she keep up with our dance classes or the piano lessons? Has she ever even touched a piano?”

In the midst of the scoffs, a differing voice piped up, “But, she’s pretty hot.

Everyone’s gaze shifted to the back of the classroom, where Cordelia was reading a book.

She sat there quietly, her pale fingers holding a set of practice exams, her hair neatly tied in a ponytail, revealing a perfect forehead. In her black and white uniform, she exuded an air of scholarly poise, her expressionless face focused on the test papers, and her beautiful eyes veiled in a mist.

A few boys nearby couldn’t take their eyes off her.

Most students at Greenmeadow International School came from wealthy families, used to seeing all kinds of starlets and beauties, but a beauty like Cordelia was rare.

Seeing the boys attracted, a girl’s voice pierced the air sharply, “Juliana, why is your cousin ignoring everyone? Is she that stuck–up?”

Juliana glanced at the handsome boy beside her, her eyes flickering. “Don’t say that. My cousin’s just a bit slow on the uptake. She’s new and might need everyone’s help with her studies.”

“Slow on the uptake? So, she’s a ditz, huh?“:

“No wonder she looks so dull and dim!”

The class president complained, “If she’s a ditz, she shouldn’t be in our class. There’s a baseline test today, and what if she drags down our class average?”

Class 1 was the elite class of the school, where each student carried a sense of pride.

“Why is she even in our class?”

Someone suddenly remarked, “Could it be for Hanley Foster?”

at the school heartthrob, Hanley.

Delaney and Foster families had an arranged engagement, a typical alliance of wealth. But since the Delaney family’s

Juliana.

Cordelia was back, could it be she wanted to reclaim Hanley?

you get hitched to

barely veiled. “How could I possibly fancy

perked up. “So, you’re going to call off the

“Bang!”

his forties frowned deeply. “Look how wild you’ve gotten after the holiday! Enough chit–chat. Let’s get something

for a week! Now

class instantly rustled into action.

class president divided the papers into stacks and passed them back from the

in front of Cordelia passed her the papers. “Hey!”

the previous discussion, calmly took the papers,

to focus on the exam, Hanley glanced back in frustration.

at the questions, writing an answer every ten seconds with a rhythm to it. In less than ten minutes, she was already

later, she stood up and handed in her test.

Was she scribbling nonsense?

sent her to senior year to buy a high–priced diploma, right? In the world of the wealthy, that move was for the no–good,

despised such useless people the most.

Latham, proctoring from the podium, also felt a headache

heiress, who supposedly self–studied high school and was a bit off in the head, had been placed in

handed in her paper after just half an hour, essentially

sighed, bored with proctoring anyway, and decided to grade it. Looking down, he found the paper clean and neat, with direct answers written for the multiple–choice and fill–in–the–blank questions. He

choice C, was correct.

second was B, also correct. Lucky

Latham’s eyes

Cordelia strolled downstairs.

strengths meant having weaknesses, too. She

so after completing the overly simple test, she decided to leave the

hit by a wave of

paper.