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.

movements neither rough nor clumsy but rather elegant. When Cordelia finished her muffin, he

Cordelia finished breakfast, and with it, the pain in her chest subsided. She wiped her mouth with a napkin, stood up, and asked, “Can I go now?”

up leisurely, his deep brown eyes shimmering with a restrained sharpness. “You’re free to leave whenever

Cordelia hesitated.

in mystery and danger, so mysterious and unpredictable, but at least for the time, he

mulled over several ideas from the

had considered calling the

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

to take no action

that morning when her chest began to ache. Did

“Should I come back tomorrow?”

his lips curving slightly. “Up to you”

of the shop and walked to

energy, the students lively

exams.

I couldn’t

math test yesterday?” Seated in the

as expected

Cordelia

graceful, her hair neatly tied back,

caught the attention of everyone in the room, including Hanley, who couldn’t help but

and, suppressing the distaste in her eyes, called out loudly, “Cordelia, how did you do

a little, looking at

seemed to have seen through Juliana’s petty

her seat, leaving

bad? She gave the same

chin slightly lifted, “What an arrogant person!” His ‘not bad‘ was modesty,

‘not bad means anything less than perfect, but for Cordelia, maybe scoring a

In the

for senior

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