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

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

Juliana.

back, could it be she

joking, “Will you get hitched to a ditz?”

“How could I

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

“Bang!”

in his forties frowned

Now

class instantly rustled into

the papers into stacks and passed them back from

of Cordelia passed

heard the previous discussion, calmly

focus on the exam, Hanley glanced

everyone was scribbling calculations on their scratch paper, but Cordelia just stared straight at the questions, writing an answer every

later, she stood up and handed

with disdain. Was

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

useless people the

podium, also felt a headache

and was a bit off in the head, had been placed in his class, untouchable and unsolvable, a

handed in her paper after just half

he found the paper clean and neat, with direct answers written for the

question, choice C, was correct.

was B, also

question and the fourth… Mr. Latham’s eyes widened in

Cordelia strolled downstairs.

photographic memory since childhood, she was obsessed with learning various knowledge and skills. Perhaps having particular strengths meant having weaknesses, too. She was somewhat slow to process emotions and

completing the overly simple test, she decided to leave the

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

paper.