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?”

that, everyone looked at the school heartthrob,

a typical alliance of wealth. But since the Delaney family’s eldest daughter went missing, the

Juliana.

it be she wanted to reclaim Hanley?

joking, “Will you

jaw, his sarcasm barely veiled. “How could I possibly fancy

perked up. “So, you’re going

“Bang!”

classroom door swung open as Mr. Latham, the homeroom teacher, strode in, slamming the test papers onto the desk and disrupting the chatter. The man in his forties frowned deeply. “Look how wild you’ve gotten after the holiday! Enough chit–chat. Let’s get something straight. Those

cleaning duty for a week! Now clean up your desks.

instantly rustled

stacks and passed them

front of Cordelia passed

Cordelia looked up as if she hadn’t heard the previous discussion,

exam, Hanley glanced back

writing

stood up and

Was she scribbling nonsense? Hmph.

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

useless people the most.

from the podium, also

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

paper after just

sighed, bored with proctoring anyway, and decided to grade it. Looking down, he found the paper clean and neat, with direct answers written

question, choice C, was

also correct.

and the fourth… Mr. Latham’s

Cordelia strolled downstairs.

strengths meant having weaknesses, too. She was somewhat slow to process emotions and social interactions, but she was not

completing the overly simple test,

of the academic building, she was hit by a wave of heat,

paper.