Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 7

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.

swiftly, his movements neither rough nor clumsy but rather elegant. When

the pain in her chest subsided. She wiped

eyes shimmering with a restrained sharpness. “You’re free

Cordelia hesitated.

danger, so mysterious and unpredictable, but at least for the time, he seemed kind, without

from the

had considered calling

man did something to her that made her

to take no

began to ache. Did it mean she had to see Everard every day to play at

I come

his lips curving slightly.

the shop and walked

buzzing with energy, the students lively even

exams.

couldn’t

you do on the math test yesterday?” Seated in the first row, Hanley straightened up when he heard the question,

like you nailed it, as expected of the whiz

the exclamations, Cordelia entered the

graceful, her hair neatly tied back, her soft cheeks framing big, misty

caught the attention of everyone in the room, including Hanley,

called out loudly, “Cordelia, how did you do on the math

little,

have seen through Juliana’s petty

leaving behind a light

bad? She gave the

an arrogant person!” His ‘not bad‘ was modesty, an affirmation.

bad means anything less than perfect, but for Cordelia, maybe scoring a “D” is not bad‘. She’s

In the

math department for

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