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?”

everyone looked at the

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

Juliana.

could it be

Hanley’s shoulder, joking, “Will you get hitched to

clenched his jaw, his sarcasm barely veiled. “How could I

“So, you’re going

“Bang!”

in his

cleaning duty for a week! Now clean up

class instantly rustled

papers into stacks and passed them back from the first row.

in front of Cordelia

up as if she hadn’t heard the previous discussion, calmly took the

to focus on the exam, Hanley glanced

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

up and handed

filled with disdain. Was she scribbling nonsense? Hmph.

year to buy a high–priced diploma, right? In the

such useless people the

also felt a headache coming

self–studied high school and was a bit off in the head, had

just half an hour, essentially giving

down, he found the paper clean and neat, with direct answers written for the multiple–choice and

first question, choice

B, also correct. Lucky

fourth… Mr. Latham’s

Cordelia strolled downstairs.

was obsessed with learning various knowledge and skills. Perhaps having particular strengths meant having weaknesses, too. She was somewhat slow to

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

out of the academic building, she was hit by a wave of heat, regretting her haste in handing in

paper.