Chapter 7

What was Midnight Scent doing ordering so many balloons?

She didn’t probe further, sensing that Midnight Scent wasn’t the same as the one she had known. Even the name itself was unique. Midnight Scent?

Cordelia fell silent. She didn’t know Everard. It was only their second meeting, and she had no idea how to engage in a romantic relationship with someone.

Yet her silence only made the dull ache in her chest grow. Seeing Everard leisurely reading a book with no intention of speaking, she wrestled with herself before reaching for another conversational lifeline. “Where’s Little Fang?”

Little Fang?

Everard raised an eyebrow. Was she referring to Calvert?

She has the most amusing ways of coming up with names, he thought.

His cold, slender fingers tapped on the counter as he replied. “Out to get breakfast.”

Just then, Calvert came through the door, bags of breakfast in hand. “Boss, chow time!”

He paused upon spotting Cordelia, then greeted her with a casual “Hey” before laying the breakfast on a nearby table.

Everard stood up, his towering height adding a sense of dominance to the room, making it somewhat cramped. He walked to the breakfast table and asked indifferently, “Joining us?”

Cordelia blinked. She hadn’t felt quite right upon waking up, which made her skip her usual morning meal. Besides, the Delaney family’s breakfast differed from the bread and oatmeal she was used to at the orphanage, so she hadn’t eaten much.

After a brief consideration, she nodded. “Sure.”

Calvert watched the girl sitting across from the boss and picking up a muffin to eat, and he was stunned.

Who else could be so at ease in front of the boss? This girl was something else!

As Cordelia nibbled on her muffin, she secretly studied Everard across from her.

rather elegant. When Cordelia finished her muffin, he had already polished off

with it, the pain in her chest subsided. She wiped her mouth with a

leisurely, his deep brown eyes shimmering with a restrained sharpness. “You’re

Cordelia hesitated.

unpredictable, but at least for the time, he seemed kind,

ideas from the previous day to

considered calling the police.

Was she going to say this man did something to her that made her fall in love with him? The police wouldn’t believe

she decided to take no action and see what

to ache. Did it mean she had to see

“Should I

eyebrow, his lips curving slightly. “Up

shop and walked to

energy, the students lively even after being battered by the previous day’s

exams.

test was brutall I couldn’t solve

did you find it tough? How did you do on the math test yesterday?” Seated in the first row, Hanley straightened

nailed it, as expected of the whiz kid!”

exclamations, Cordelia entered the classroom.

graceful, her hair neatly tied back, her

naturally radiant beauty, she caught the attention of everyone in the

eyes, called out loudly,

paused a little, looking

expression, her indifferent demeanor seemed to have seen through

leaving behind

gave the

lifted, “What an arrogant person!” His ‘not bad‘ was modesty, an affirmation. But Cordelia’s not bad‘ was above

was clear, and the room erupted in laughter. “Yeah, for Hanley, ‘not bad means anything less than perfect, but for Cordelia, maybe scoring a “D” is not bad‘. She’s setting the bar

In the

the math department for senior year was bustling.

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