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.

clumsy but rather elegant. When Cordelia finished her

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

brown eyes shimmering with a restrained

Cordelia hesitated.

mystery and danger, so mysterious and unpredictable, but

several ideas from the previous

had considered calling

made her fall in love with him? The police wouldn’t believe her and would probably take

she decided to take no action

began to ache. Did it mean she

I come back tomorrow?”

an eyebrow, his lips curving

out of the shop and

was buzzing with energy, the students lively even after being battered by the previous

exams.

test was brutall I couldn’t solve so many

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

as expected of

the exclamations, Cordelia entered

and graceful, her

everyone in the room, including Hanley, who couldn’t help but steal

suppressing the distaste in her eyes, called out loudly, “Cordelia, how

little, looking

much expression, her indifferent demeanor seemed to have seen through Juliana’s petty thoughts, causing Juliana

to her seat, leaving

bad? She gave the same response

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

less than perfect, but for Cordelia, maybe scoring a “D” is not

In the

the math department for senior year was bustling.

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